Gustafson Holiday Show

 

The Scott Gustafson Holiday Shows

Fort Union Dec 7, 5-8 pm 

( Phone 801.352.2569  fortuniongallery@havenlight.com )

 

Frameworks/Havenlight University Mall, Orem Dec 8, 5-8 pm 

(Phone 801.224.5508 oremgallery@havenlight.com )

 

Featuring:

The 2018 Christmas Print "Raring to Go!"

15"x 24" - $145,  18" x 28" - $199 (prices do not include framing)

Raring to Go

It’s Christmas Eve, and the frosty North Pole air crackles with excitement! Everyone is busy with last minute activities and the stable is no exception. Bustling in the warm glow of the reindeer stable, elves ready the team for their journey. Santa knows how excited his team can be at this moment and wants to be on hand.

As the first two reindeer are harnessed the others prance and paw in their stalls - anxious to be in the air. Santa takes one of the harnessed deer and Quinch, the Elf, takes the other.

“Are you ready, Quinch?” Santa asks. Quinch nods.

"Okay,” Santa calls out, “We’ve got Dancer and Prancer,” and then he whistles. The big stable door swings open, and the excited reindeer can barely keep their hooves on the ground. “On to the sleigh,” calls Santa. “It looks like my friends are raring to go!”

 

"Classic" Book Set: 4 for $60 save 25%!

Classic Fairy Tales Book Nursery Rhymes Bedtime Stories Storybook Fables 
 Classic Fairy Tales  Classic Nursery Rhymes from Mother Goose  Classic Bedtime Stories  Classic Storybook Fables

 

 

Original Art for Purchase

Scott Gustafson The Emporer's New Clothes Original  Scott gustafson The Emporer Loved new Clothes 

The Emperor's New Clothes 

oil on panel, 20” x 24”

$17,500

The chamberlains, who usually carried the end of the Emperor’s long robe, fumbled with their hands on the ground as if they were lifting the trailing hem. They pretended to carry it as the Emperor began the procession, for they didn’t dare let the people know that they could see nothing.

And so the Emperor marched, and everyone in the street who saw him and all those leaning out of windows exclaimed, ‘Look at how marvelous the Emperor’s new clothes are! And how well they fit him!’ No one said they could see nothing, for that would mean that they were unfit for office, or were simpletons.

Suddenly, from the crowd, a small child said, ‘But the Emperor has no clothes!’

‘Good heavens,’ someone else said in hushed tones. ‘Did you hear what that child said?’ The Emperor has no clothes!’ It started as a whisper from one person to the next, but soon everyone was talking until finally the whole crowd exclaimed, ‘The Emperor has no clothes!’

The Emperor himself began to worry because he was afraid they might be right. ‘But,’ he thought, ‘the procession must go on.” And so he walked even more stiffly than before, and the chamberlains followed behind, carrying the hem of a robe that wasn’t there.”

From Classic Storybook Fables

 

 

The Emperor Loved New Clothes

oil on panel, 16” x 20”

$12,000

“Many years ago, there lived an Emperor who loved new clothes so much that he spent all of his money on fancy outfits. He didn’t care much about meeting with his generals of visiting the theatre or even going for a ride in the park. He was interested only in showing off the latest addition to his wardrobe.”

From Classic Storybook Fables

 

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Scott Gustafson Beauty Sees the Beast Originals   

Beauty Looking at the Beast

oil on panel, 16.5" x 13"

$5,445.00

“There are many people who are cruel but are able to hide their monstrosity beneath their human form,” said Beauty. “I prefer the company of someone who may appear on the outside to be a monster but is truly gentle and good within.” This touched the Beast deeply.

From Classic Storybook Fables

 

The King, Queen and Baby Briar Rose

oil on panel, 11" x 10"

$3,199.00

“Many years ago there was a King and Queen who, more than anything, wanted to have a child. Years went by and still there was no baby for the royal couple. Then one morning, an enchanted frog granted her wish, and within months a lovely little girl was born and because she was so delicate and beautiful they named the princess Briar Rose."

From Classic Bedtime Stories - Sleeping Beauty

 

 

Scott Gustafson Boy Meets North Wind Original Scott Gustafson Crow and Pitchery Original 

The Boy Meets the North Wind

oil on panel, 20" x 24"

$15,000.

“ ..Off he went, to the land where the North Wind lives, with only enough pennies in his pocket for one night’s lodging. On and on he walked, for it was a long journey from the farm to that cold and windy place. It was late the next day when the boy at last stood before the North Wind.

‘Well?’ demanded the icy North Wind. ‘What brings you to my domain?’

Gusting winds nearly knocked the boy off his feet, but he stood firm. ‘My mother and I are very poor, sir,’ the boy shouted above the roaring of the North Wind, ‘and yesterday, you took from my bowl the last of our meal. I need you to give it back, please, or we will starve.”

‘Meal?’ the North Wind said. ‘Impossible. That meal was scattered to the four corners of the earth…”

From Classic Storybook Fables

The Crow and the Pitcher

oil on panel, approx. 18” x 14”

$2,000.

A very thirsty crow came upon a pitcher. Having looked far and wide for something to drink, the parched bird peered into the jug.

“At last” she said “a bit of water.” But unfortunately for her, the vessel’s narrow neck kept her from reaching the cool water at the bottom, no matter how hard she tried.

Discouraged, but far from giving up on the possibility of quenching her thirst, she took a moment to think things over.

“Aha!” she cried, “I have an idea!” The crow began picking up pebbles and dropping them into the pitcher. With every pebble that plunked into the old jug, the water level raised just a little bit. Pebble by pebble, the clever bird kept raising the level of the water until at last a cool drink was within reach.

“Ah” sighed the refreshed crow,” so it’s true. Necessity is the mother of invention!”
  

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Little Red Hen

Who Will Help Me Plant the Wheat

oil on panel, 15" x 11"

$1,999

“Who will help me plant the wheat?’ asked the Little Red Hen. ‘I won’t’ said the cat. ‘I won’t said the dog. ‘I won’t said the duck. ‘Well, then I will do it myself!’ said the Little Red Hen. So she found a small patch of open ground and set to work. She hoed and raked and worked the soil until it was ready, and then she planted the grain and watered it.