Over the summer I made a small batch of few-of-a-kind t-shirts. Provincetown has no shortage of marine and old-timey themes in stores, tourist shops, and art galleries like whales, ships, lobsters, seagulls… all that shit. I kind of smooshed that idea together with the real flavor of town that’s not hanging out in the ocean – the bears, drags, dykes, circuit queens, and bearded scenesters. Limited edition run, all hand painted, and kinda sloppy. You can find them at Trevor in Provincetown and Carmelo in Jamaica Plain. Hit them (or me) up if you want one.
These works are about impressions, as opposed to locations, of Provincetown. A sort of semi-abstraction french kissing illustration. The recognizable elements of any realism has been cast off to color, line, and shape. Loose subjective forms suggest a hurried pace, long waits, and chance encounters. The use of mixed media (acrylic, oil, charcoal, oil stick, pencil on canvas) serves as a crucial representational element to convey the complex diversity of the town by being both harmonious and discordant. There are many imperfections – just like those that constitute the soul of any village at the end of the road.
Having a gallery show is new territory. I have no expectations and look forward to criticism and feedback from the art savvy and casual observers of Provincetown. Grateful for the opportunity to be represented at William Scott Gallery and looking forward to what’s next already.
The show is up until August 5th. Come to the opening if you’re around Provincetown on the 24th. Stay for the free wine.
I’ve been thinking a lot about what excites me as a painter. Lately, I’ve sort of fused two obsessions of mine; representational and hard edge. This thought became the series Self Portraits originally but I wanted to try it with landscapes. I sketch in pencil and vine charcoal and I noticed an almost primitive paint-by-numbers thing happening so I kept it.
This is my first season at William Scott Gallery in Provincetown. I’m incredibly honored to be part of a group or artists and gallerists that are well known as purveyors of strong work. Opening salon is May 22nd from 7-9PM and some of these works will be on display. I have a show coming up there on July 24th. That’s not so far away…. I better get painting…
If you scroll down you’ll see I did a study for this piece a while back. I wanted to do it larger. So, I did.
My new series, Self Portraits, is my reaction to hard edge and post painterly abstraction and appropriation. In the year it took to do the series, it morphed from an exercise in studying master artists’ techniques and motifs into realizing that I was purposefully aping these iconic works in hopes that I could somehow impress myself upon them – or into them. The hard-edged anonymity of the subjects serve as an apt representation of this forced impression. Clearly unrecognizable, seriously out-of-place, lacking in detail or depth in arguably the most important parts of the original works, these crude approximations serve as clear and current representation of an emerging artist’s portrait versus a master’s.
Showing: February 23rd – March 22nd
5-11 McBride St, Jamaica Plain, MA 02130
This work was selected to be part of The Provincetown Art Association and Museum’s (PAAM) Members’ Juried: PAAM100 show. I’m honored to be part of a special show with many brilliant artists. Visit the museum Dec. 5 – Jan 18th to view all works. I’m also happy to say it sold. Thank you, buyer.
I tend to like to work on two or more series at the same time. It’s a product of many ideas I want to flesh out or touch upon as well as not wanting to get stale on a subject matter or theme. Since I haven’t posted any of my ongoing Anonymous/Self Portait series it would appear all I’m doing is Provincetown lots. Not so. Like other lot locations this piece features a featureless setting but the truck represents the authentic P’town to me. Yes, there are not shortage of Range Rovers and Mercedes in driveways but this truck says a lot about who might own it. It’s as hardened as a “local” with its rugged charm, unapologetic display, and a few dings here and there… much like the many that work any service in a coastal town with many part time, and at times demanding, residents and tourists. This one goes to those that work tirelessly day in and day out and, despite some extra millage, are still going strong even after the season is over.
The dreaded full parking lot. A moment of frustration in a town where the population increases twenty fold. Typically this sign is met with the a hopeful visitor hot, cranky, hungry, thirsty and wondering where you can get an all day spot without getting the car towed. Welcome to deep summer.
As with much of my work, I like to try and capture anonymity and the overlooked. I’m fascinated with what we see but do not. A parking lot in a seaside resort town reveals the pursuit of reaching enchanted places during the hot summer months without revealing the beauty of the location itself. The cluster of parked cars offers that somewhere in this location there are the anonymous visitors taking a summer day by the sea. The lines of the parking spots, or the rows of cars, offer a depth that I look for in realism. The bleached out hues hint to the intensity of the high sun. The pale tones of the asphalt at high noon emits heat. It’s a hot day and everyone wants to get to somewhere with a breeze and water. The price? Hot door handles, inferno cabin interiors, long rides, and the risk of not getting to park at the beach at all after driving two hours from the city due to it being full.
I love summer.