Potatoes, Acrylic on Canvas, Cheryl Treleaven, 2005."The potatoes were painted by my mother as part of a painting class that she did. She probably painted them at least five or six years ago. At least once a month when I talk to her on the phone she asks me if I’ve hung up the potatoes yet, and I haven’t. I just haven’t gotten around to it. I think my brother and I were referring to them as life drawings of naked potatoes, potatoes in their natural state.
She’s a dabbler, I don’t know if she paints much anymore, she lives in Thailand. She’s one of those people who will try anything."
"The clown painting, or the story I recall from childhood, and it may be totally inaccurate, is that my parents were on vacation in Spain and the painting was foisted upon them by a bartender/painter at their hotel. It’s an original Wilcaus. And when my parents sold their house that was the first thing that I laid claim to. I didn’t get an argument from anybody, there were no competitive bids. And so I took it to university. And I've had it since."-As told to The MOMMA by Sarah Treleaven, Toronto
