There is a silence about the works of painter Vonn Sumner. His canvases ask his viewers a question that takes a moment to consider: do you want to laugh, or cry, or both?
If an artist is not necessarily someone who is lonely, starving and unstable, then what does an artist look like? The new portrait of a profitable, successful artist includes creating and showing, but also travel, community, teaching, authoring, serving and changing the world. And this is one such case.
The portrait of Juan de Pareja by Velázquez that hangs in a gallery of the Metropolitan Museum of Art in Manhattan is surrounded by other estimable works, even a few of genius. But this work compels the viewer to look.
"I had the phrase seven beauties in my mind for a while when I was approached by Avenue 50 Studio to curate a show," José Lozano said. "I know seven beautiful female artists whose work is spiritually and intelligently beautiful, and whose work I really admire."
It is since July of last year that I've been worrying about how to paint the 7-foot-by-9-foot Inanna #1: Inanna and the Me of Life properly. It hung there on the wall, alternately baleful and forlorn. I could not summon the will to paint on it. Dust settled on it.
Before I became a painter I was a failed poet. I love poetry with its mysterious use of words, bending, creating, smearing words to reveal emotions hidden or apparent. I was too uptight with words and I found my freedom in painting.
The beauty is in the lusciousness of the paint, the graceful drawing and the myriad ways that Harris uses paint-space to undermine the old-masterly illusionism of the pictures. The ugliness is in the ghoulish red-rimmed eyes, eyelids and faces; the distortions of weirdly lit flesh.
Jackie Saccoccio was born in Providence, RI, and received her MFA from The Art Institute of Chicago in 1988. She is currently living and working at the American Academy in Rome, along with her husband and current Fellow Carl D'Alvia.
Let me share with you a doubt. My doubt is that visual art has all that much of an impact on history. have written many of the essays you've been reading as if art had something to say, and as if it were important. And I believe, more or less - on good days -- that something like this is true.
Eigengrau is up through May 19th at Storefront Bushwick run by artist Deborah Brown and is a two person exhibition with the work of Frank Webster and Lauren Seiden. The project space complements the show with the work of Jolynn Krystosek.
Walmart and high-priced art aren't often mentioned in the same sentence. But artist Brendan O'Connell turns the discount shopping experience into upmarket culture.
While Irish's devotion to the political propelled her to paint in Vietnam and France, it is striking how much this show does not scream 'political art!.' I think it is exactly this show's relative ambiguity, that makes it more interesting and more effective.
The pristine serenity of his studio space, encompassing the rough, splintery imagery in his paintings, is like a platinum setting of a Tiffany's solitaire engagement ring where the diamond has been discarded and replaced with a jagged collection of shards of glass eyeballs.
I look at a lot of art. Sometimes it's my own, sometimes it's some of the mind-boggling amount available around the city. Today's post took me to Nolita, Chelsea, the Lower East Side and Soho.
In my experience, the polarization of painting in today's art world encourages painters to narrow their expressive range to one pre-fabricated set of boundaries or the other. Artists like Lauren Gidwitz present a more progressive perspective that includes all of painting on a single spectrum.