Pearle Northrop

Artist Statement
It wasn’t until I was in my twenties that I started taking what I do seriously and it took even longer to consider myself an artist. I love to paint whatever I can get my hands on from things as small as a Scrabble® piece to as big as a dresser and hopefully even bigger someday. Whatever it is I will paint it. I love transforming trash into treasure literally. Imagine that a chair that came from a dumpster (2006) made it into a museum (2009). It blows me away to think that something I did creates a sense of awe in a viewer’s eye.
I was talking to a friend a few years back about my love for furniture, my relationship with chairs in particular. There was a chair that I found discarded and ultimately forgotten. I came upon this chair accidentally. I wasn't looking for a relationship. Anyway, the chair was a very handsome chair with so many things to look at. His back was decorative; his arms were long and lean. His legs...I have never seen such beautiful legs. But he was beaten down. His self-esteem had long been worn out. His seat, which was repeatedly upholstered over years, was torn and faded. His stuffing was busting out revealing his age and loss of pride. Me, being a care taker and rescuer of sorts....picked up the chair and brought it home. He sat at the top of the stairs for a few weeks in a corner. My friends however saw this chair and commented on how ugly he was. They wondered why I had him in my home commenting on how dirty he was and how unattractive he was due to the years of neglect. I ignored them and kept him around. Finally one day I decided to put him on my coffee table and take the layers of cloth and wool stuffing off of his seat. Then I cleaned him, primed him and painted him black. Three months later I sat back and looked at him and this is what I saw.....A chair, a man restored...but not only restored but given a whole new purpose. He was beautiful again. He was unique and wonderful....The same chair that my friends were grossed out by....is now a chair that they ask permission to touch. Amazing.....One thing is for certain...NOTHING STAYS THE SAME! Change is inevitable and what is ugly or dirty or discarded as trash can be saved, can be rescued and can be made shinier than new!
Taking discarded forgotten pieces and giving them their self-esteem back is a passion for me. Living in a world where we discard things so easily I’d like to think I am making an itty bitty difference.
Pearle Northrop

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Rest in Peace Baby Boy!

Stephen is w/ the Lord! ♥

by Pearle Northrop on Monday, March 14, 2011 at 9:00pm
Stephen is with the Lord now.  I have no other details, but wanted to get something out there for your prayers.  Please pray for his parents and family as they mourn.
Thank you,
Ian (for Kara)

Stephen Austin is at home—at home with the Lord. He left this earth about 5:30 this evening and left with a smile on his face—the first one he’s had in weeks. The family returned from Disney yesterday and Big Steve’s family was able to be with them  during this long day. Tara’s parents were on their way back from Florida, but this also is God’s mercy since I don’t know if John and Terry could have witnessed Stephen’s homegoing especially since they had gone through this with their son. The arrangements are not complete, but please pray for the family as we grieve and come through the shock of these six weeks—prayers for Steve and Tara and the three girls—Thea, Faith and Sofie, for the grandparents Terry, John, Carol and Peter, for the great-grandmothers Bea and Susie, for Steve and Tara’s siblings—Jess, Tyler, Peter, Joy, Elizabeth, for all the aunts, uncles and cousins and countless friends.

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