WhiteSpot Studio Harpswell, Maine February 1 - July 31, 2015
July 31, 2015
Pleased to welcome UK artist Richard Devereux to the Residency.
"Farewell to an idea...
Purpose... Fills the room.
...with none of the prescience of oncoming dreams..."
WhiteSpot Studio, Harpswell, Maine
" in the grey shoreward
advance of the waves
far out a lonely
instant of grey
arrestment and enquiry"
- Thomas A. Clark
UPTICK, 2015 Oil, Mineral on aluminum panel 12 inches x 12 inches
"Beyond the genius of the sea..."
Untitled Blue painting, 2015 oil, mineral on canvas 40 inches x 48 inches
April 13, 2015
An amazing conversation in BOMB Magazine between Bill Jensen and John Yau. Their words are so viable to me right this instant. They discuss change as artists, fitting in and not, and the absolute bravery it takes to face the studio day after day. Alone.
April 9, 2015
Working on a group of paintings for months now, paintings that are challenging both my relationship to surface and to materials.
These are large 'big-arm' oil paintings -- four on aluminum panels 58 inches x 40 inches, and a single canvas 60 inches x 84 inches. It is encouraging to print the words even, raw anticipation of open fields waiting... ! More difficult, I am finding, in actual practice.
My mind set is naturally toward the minimal, less typically toward AbX. But its there, I am open to it, I don't even want to tell anyone.
I keep a distance, distance is my stronghold. The work must evolve without preconception. Yet this winter I have found my studio to be deeply personal, and passionate -- subjective, in the midst of working with this particular mass of work. I am unable to separate myself from these surfaces. A distance is narrowing.
April 3, 2015 Figure Ground
These early days of spring seem to go hand-in-hand with my subliminal repose: one moment up, one moment low; sun, then snow, then melt; the paint goes on, it vanishes, it appears. My vision is constantly transformed.
I feel pleased
"The mind cannot always live in a 'divine ether'. The lark cannot always sing at heaven's gate. There must exist a place to spring from -- a refuge from the heights, an anchorage of thought... " - Wallace Stevens
Thank you, Marion, for passing this residency on to me.
I am a painter.