In Glass

Susan Evans’ mother kept glass bottles on a windowsill in her home. Now, you would be hard-pressed to find a single window in Evans’ home and art gallery without neatly arranged colorful bottles. The walls host frames she makes from tumbled bottle shards, slices of drinking glasses and sea glass. The tables hold meticulously collected glass trinkets.

Evans knows the story of every object in her gallery. Her art is an extension of that attitude — she hopes to create pieces which spark memories of people’s lives and loves. She repurposes materials found from every corner of the world, many inspired by or taken from the shores of the Outer Banks.

Evans reflects on her time feeling like an observer of others, as someone who was more often on the outskirts than within, informed by both her disability and identity as an artist. She seeks now to create a space through her art and gallery for others to feel comfortable alongside her family, which lies at the core of all she does and is.

Art is sort of a glorification of your life.

Susan Evans walks through rows of old fishing buoys, repainted and hung as decor for the outside of her art gallery.
Evans keeps colorful bottles on her windowsill, as her mother once did.
Glass is the star of Evansu2019 artwork. She uses slices of glasses and containers.
Evansu2019 husband cuts the bottles into slices of varying sizes, which she arranges in windows.
People come to the gallery to buy driftwood and gardening supplies, or to sit and enjoy the ambience.
Evans often takes care of her grandson, who visits the gallery often.
Romey runs up and down the dock, never far from Evans.
Her home oversees the marsh sunsets. A new member has recently been born into the family.
u201cYou start to pull back and you allow them to replace your importance,u201d Evans said, on family and growing older.

Susan Evans walks through rows of old fishing buoys, repainted and hung as decor for the outside of her art gallery.

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