Painters on Paintings is a conversation between contemporary artists and their influences across time.
The cool confident stare of Marshall’s “Nat Turner” speaks directly to me as a painter, saying to accept without regret the task at hand and rewrite the master script of possibility.
The snow would be waist high and the temperature freezing or below. Lou would be Eskimo-like…
How did I manage to get to the great museum on the parkway, perched like a castle above the two rivers?
Her dark dress shimmers in the chilly bathroom suggesting Joan of Arc, in chain mail, before a Zoom battle.
She was erasing herself physically into an expressionless avatar
Then there’s that lone, feathered creature from a soggy flock — a hood ornament of a jittery bird facing jittery geometry.
An innovation is alive and mutable as it passes from hand to hand.
She saw New York as a “Surrealist” city. With its unfathomable density, extreme juxtapositions, and collective lack of sleep, the city hasn’t changed much.
Gerhard may be the Jack of all Trades but Jack was the King.