Our Art

From the very start of the Brewer Lofgren partnership, we’ve always shared a fondness for the great outdoors. Considering how much of our daily lives are spent indoors, we’ve filled our office with work from local artists that celebrates the beauty of nature and the rich landscape of the Sacramento region. We find it creates a more inspiring atmosphere, which we wanted to share with guests to our website. Enjoy!

John Lane Spring Thaw
Spring Thaw

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Artist statement on Spring Thaw, John Lane
North Fork American River, California
Each year, thousands of ladybug beetles winter in the bark of this same tree. Each spring morning, as the day begins to warm the tree and melt the evening frost, the ladybugs slowly stir to life.

Fragmentation and Wholeness
Fragmentation and Wholeness

Mountains and Sky

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Artist statement on Fragmentation and Wholeness (Blue), William Ishmael 2014

“To some extent, it has always been both necessary and proper for man, in his thinking, to divide things up, and to separate them, so as to reduce his problems to manageable proportions… …The notion that all these fragments are separately existent is evidently an illusion, and this illusion cannot do other than lead to endless conflict and confusion.”

from David Bohm, physicist in Wholeness and the Implicate Order

Artist statement on Mountains and Sky, William Ishmael 2014

William has quoted from a poem from Edna St. Vincent Millay, “Renascence,” that he says in an email dated 13 Nov 14 “seems to fit your ‘Mountains and Sky’ painting perfectly.” William quotes:
Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892–1950). Renascence 1917.


All I could find from where I stood
Was three long mountains and a wood;
I turned and looked the other way,
And saw three islands in a bay.
So with my eyes I traced the line
Of the horizon, thin and fine,
Straight around till I was come
Back to where I’d started from;
And all I saw from where I stood
Was three long mountains and a wood.
Over these things I could not see:
These were the things that bounded me;
And I could touch them with my hand,
Almost, I thought, from where I stand.
And all at once things seemed so small
My breath came short, and scarce at all.
But, sure, the sky is big, I said;
Miles and miles above my head;
So here upon my back I’ll lie
And look my fill into the sky.

There Are These Special Places
There Are These Special Places
Acrylic on canvas
40 x 60