On the morning of the day I moved into the Yellow Fever House, the landlord and I spoke by telephone. I asked when I could move in and was told "If you can give me a few hours to take down the art, you can move in this afternoon." I offered there was no need to remove art from a space I would inhabit. We met an hour later, I signed the lease and was given the keys.
The photos below chronicle the current installation of paintings by Del Stover. One painting was removed a few weeks ago. The ghosts in the house are fond of nudging the hung works into slightly lopsided alignment. Straightening the paintings is part of my housekeeping regimen. Last fall one of the paintings was nudged so forcefully that it fell off the wall and was separated from its frame. After repairing it and rehanging it, only to have it forcefully ejected again, I returned it to my landlord.
Many of the paintings hold little to no appeal for me but I don't find any of them disturbing enough to remove from the gallery. As far as I know, none of the works is titled.
The paintings hang in every room except my bedroom. I've informed Del that that space is reserved.
I won't live here forever. These photos are for the record, documentation of one the stops along the way.
