Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Artist Notes: Bill Jensen at Cheim&Read





Made me think of the yellow painting I have that you gave to Porfirio, Bill, which is a part of my everyday. Right now it is between a DiDonna and a Guston.

The paintings are awesome!! I love the dialogue between the panels. I love the unleashed space and time. The wide open expanses. The leavings. What's left. Almost like the paintings are just what gets left behind. The morning after. The place where something happened and moved on. The residue. The vacated campsite. The great artist as alchemist; makes gold from lead; shows us what we have overlooked is truly divine. Makes us see with new eyes. Better eyes. Awesome. A revelation.

It is like in the movie The Princess Bride. The following Prince comes across where Inigo and the Dread Pirate Roberts have fought; he traces their footsteps and says that a great battle has been fought here. He connects the dots and sees what has happened. We do that with your paintings, Bill. We piece them together. Maybe a great battle has been fought. Maybe a giant has been beaten. Maybe a great opponent has been outwitted.




More later.

Addison Parks, Spring Hill

That yellow painting that is part of my everyday with a DiDonna at Bow Street Gallery.










Sorry about the reflection on the right. Still, something about the ghosts in a painting. And the mason Bill Jensen!


Great interview from Gorky's Granddaughter:

http://www.gorkysgranddaughter.com/2012/02/bill-jensen-at-cheim-and-read-feb-2012.html


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Sunday, April 26, 2015

Artist notes: Paul Pollaro







Your work is part Marco Polo, part Genghis Khan. Part explorer, part conquerer. They read like topographical maps. War rooms. Like train table tops that flip and become astrological charts tracking the heavens. Orion's shoulder. Directions to another galaxy, another dimension. You drive them to the limit. You leave no stone unturned. You load them up with populations thousands of years old. Caked layers of history and culture and not a seam in sight.

















Addison Parks, Spring Hill

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Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Artist Notes: Tom Berding




Thomas Berding, Pie Chart Fanfare oil and flashe on canvas, 48 x 44”, 2015


The paintings look great, Tom! Fresh, breezy, moving left while looking right, dishing off a no look pass. They bring the same originality to their color, which takes them to places one can hardly imagine. Brilliant! Bravo!
Addison



Thomas Berding
Discard Parade

THE PAINTING CENTER
547 WEST 27TH STREET, SUITE 500
NEW YORK, NY 10001
(212) 343-1060

thepaintingcenter.org

April 28, 2014 - May 23, 2015
Opening Reception: Thursday, April 30, 6:00-8:00 pm









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Friday, April 17, 2015

My Theory of Everything





Martin Mugar(2014), oil&wax on board

Here is my elegant little equation for life, for the universe, for everything: everything matters.

Everything matters. Everything matters. Everything matters.

Love. Hate. Shakespeare. Mozart. War. Kindness. Civility. Balance. The environment. What we eat. What we think. Whether we always want more, or whether we experience gratitude instead. It all matters. Everybody matters! Everybody! Everything and everybody is special. And every flower and star! Life is not the zero-sum deal that the powers that be are selling to get us and keep us in line! Every mind of our own matters and makes a difference! There is no elegant mathematical equation that can reduce life to a set of numbers.





Paul Pollaro(2015), oil&tar

This is a painter's philosophy. Every painter knows this, feels this, believes this, understands this, embraces this, celebrates this. It all matters. Every mark. Every tiny smudge. It all adds up. All the dots connect up. It is what makes a painting a painting. It is what we look at and see when we take in a painting. It is why we get hooked on painting. It is the very act and experience of "everything matters." And it is why painting will always matter. Poetry does it its way. Music does it its way. And when you need it in a glance, or a gaze, or a full on soak up every color and shade and mark and bump and gesture and poetry of paint, then painting is still where you go for that window onto everything. From Giotto to Michelangelo to da Vinci to Vermeer to Monet to Manet to Picasso to Matisse to O'Keeffe to de Kooning to Bess to Pollock to Resnick to Mitchell.





Addison Parks(2015), oil on linen



Addison Parks
April 17, 2015
Spring Hill



Addison Parks, OLD APPLE, 2015, oil on linen, 24 x 18 inches

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