Tag Archives: Randy Oldrieve

Thursday Door ~ Saucy Brew Works, warehouse door mural and Randy


There is this mural

plus two others.

The Saucy logo,

and the outdoor mural,

huge and not totally finished,

length of the warehouse 

painting by Randy,

must be saved

for another time!

I want to give you one

last perspective of this mural

(Please look,* no need to comment,*

on the next 4th post of Doors.)

since I climbed on the catwalk,

High above this huge garage door:

All for you to be able to see the size!

This post is part of a Thursday series

of Doors, such a rainbow variety 

displayed in blue frogs links 

found on Norm Frampton’s blog:


Hope this series all on one day 

keeps your imagination soaring!

There are future famous people

who will enchant and amaze 

you, when I publish the

photos of the ground

floor participants of

this up and coming

Saucy Brew Works!

Tennessee Spring Serenade by Randy


Randy was teaching people who

like taking Art lessons at a bar.

Cleveland has both the

Fatheads’ Brewery,

where the drafts

are concocted,

as well as their

namesake’s restaurant

and grille. I have a younger

friend and budding artist,

Michelle, who has traveled

with what she jokingly calls,

“My entourage.” They liked 

painting a famous bridge with

lessons from artist in West Virginia.

They paid ahead for the lesson,

made reservations online for

overnight accommodations.

It becomes an adventure 

destination art lesson.

Their bridge paintings turned

out dramatic and stunning.

Black bridge, purple night

sky with yellow street

lamps dotting the bridge.

When I showed her what 

steps and lessons that Randy

was doing: First a lighter layer,

splashes of paint, almost

like a patchwork quilt.

Then, adding details over the

top of the primary layer.

They use for inspiration an

enlarged photograph taken at 

Tennessee truck stop by Randy.
The taproom of drinking artists

created a variety of canvases

of colorful trees recently.

Lastly, using a tool, scratching

through to the first layer to

add movement and “flair.”

Do you notice the lighter colors 

peeking out as lines and squiggles?

Michelle and her “gal pals”

may just show up to one

of Randy’s “classes” yet!


Randall D. Oldrieve is my brother,

art at bars and taverns is a big

Fad in larger communities.

Spool Art and Dragonfly by Randy


My collection of wooden spools had

some in great condition. The

grandkids liked stacking them, 

as well as stringing them on long,

thick shoelaces, clicking them,

pushing and rolling them 

sideways on coffee table.

There are many art pieces to share

when I enter Randy’s gallery.

Ones which have my own stories

and thoughts attached.

I absolutely love his creative use

of metallic, brassy colored paints

to make a modern wall art.

Does it remind you of when you

glued macaroni on a plate in

the 70’s – 90’s?  How your 

teacher carried trays of

the circular art and  allowed 

students to shake up the

aerosol cans of silver or gold.

I liked how it was given as a 

Christmas “ornament.”

For the longest time, my Mom 

kept all three of our golden plates

showing respect; as much as if 

we had received Golden Globes.

The dragonfly wooden sculpture

became a popular piece my

own children liked to sit upon

and later, set beverages 

on coasters while they

visited their Uncle Randy.

Displayed on the cabinet is a 

college class art design project.

In the foreground is a

metal wire-like sculpture, 

while the background holds 

cityscape highrises and the

Cleveland  Metropolitan Art Museum.

Let me know if you have any of

your family members’ art around

your house or if you like to

create unique sculptures.

You can always share

thoughts which are

coming into your mind.

Happy Big #60, 

to my brother,

Randall David Oldrieve!

Thursdays Door’s: School Days


There are two different grades,

I was in fifth grade,

Randy was in fourth grade

at Chestnut Elementary School,

in North Olmsted, Ohio.

We were both wearing those

“Nerdy glasses,”

in those days.

He hated his teacher,

Mr. Dill, who was rather creepy

putting girls in their short skirts

in the front row of his classroom.

Did I hear of any lawsuits or

notice any changes from

when some of my friends

had him till we moved away? 

While we were in N.O. junior high, 

our baby brother was there. 

When we moved to Bay Village,

it was more due to our not

being wild in a development

where pre-teens had started to

shop lift and vandalize new

houses being built.

This is another interesting

art piece, possibly “Americana.”

It holds a “dirty little secret.”

So to me, friend to a girl who was

inappropriately touched, the

Red border tells a story.

While Randy and I felt

weird about no disciplinary

or legal actions taken.

Red = Danger!


This Thursday’s Doors is part of

an awesome collection of doors.

Our fearless leader, Norm Frampton,

has links to all types of doors.

Please check them out

and hope you will~

Join us someday!

Here’s Norm!


Enjoy the Thursday’s Doors tour!


Photo by Robin,
Art by Randy Oldrieve,
my artist brother.

Wood Sculpture by Randy


Chunks of wood

Varied trees fallen 

or cut to allow passage

of electrical or telephone

wires, messages worth saving.

Wood creating new form through

sawing, sanding and caring.

Time spent by artist who had a vision.

Sister in law, Susan and brother, Rich

placed this in front picture window.

Pillows for pups of golden retriever,

dachshund-beagle mix and Shih Tzu

where they may find themselves

“Zoning out with Zen” radiating

from the creative mind of 

a sculptor/artist/Zen master.


Visitors may not realize Randy 

is my 18 months younger brother.

Let me know what you think 

and if you have found 

inspiring thoughts.

All the World’s a Stage (Shakespeare)


So many masks, as many as there

are days in the week. There’s always

the “best face” we put on. Then, 

the “blank stare” we give or get.

The “party” or “dressy”clothes

we wear to enjoy occasional

special activities like the theatre,

opera, symphony and fancy dinners out.

I like the idea of the costumes which

help set the mood and present a

pleasant appearance for even 

ourselves to enjoy how we “feel.”

Restaurants care less and less

about “proper attire,” as long as

hats are taken off, shoes are worn.

I like the suggestion of suits and ties,

but what if someone has a simple 

lifestyle~ should they have to 

head to a thrift store and buy

such “finery” just to eat a

special, once in a lifetime meal?

Then, there are funerals where

some feel they must wear dark

or somber attire. So often there

are poems and stories of those

who “break the rules” and wish

to wear black to a wedding 


brightly colored 

rainbow tie dyed,

sheer magical and

bizarre clothing.

Who are we to judge or place

limitations, as long as they aren’t

“streaking” in fully naked fun?

Which happened at the play I

was student director and at our

outdoor high school graduation

in 1974, repeated again, different

“streaker” at BGSU in 1978.

My Mom, as a high school teacher

and Dad, as part scientist,

laughed out loud.

My errant brothers

cheered and clapped,

while I sighed in relief:

Neither time was it my own creative, 

break the rules, artist brother! 

Shakespeare reference:

“All the world’s a stage, and all the 

men and women merely players;

They have their exits and entrances;

and one man in his time plays many

parts, his acts being seven ages.”

Interesting note:

William Shakespeare was born

April 23, 1564

and died

April 23, 1616.

A rather short but

productive 52 years.


The stage is an artwork piece

created by my brother, Randy.

He actually did spend time 

in set designs for 

Huntington Playhouse,

Bay Village, Ohio.

My favorite one was for,


I like the fact he has 

Don Quixote de la Mancha

riding on his donkey, as

well as other metal pieces

located separately above 

His stage. What do you like?