Sandeep Mukherjee

at Brennan & Griffin

Untitled ( Composible 1), 2013

You stitch yourself from small pieces. You understand yourself bit by bit. You stitch those bits together to get a better picture. By exploring one layer you actually discover new underlying layers. With your discovery process and time the layers are constantly changing. So the whole process is spiral in the nature - going deeper and deeper and going over the same things over and over again.

Jean Grangeon

at Tria Gallery

Lost in the creek

You are trying to extinguish all the fires at once. You fix things with the duct tape. But the fires are popping up like popcorn in the microwave oven. It is not an ocean, not a river. It is a creek, but still you are being drawn by a wave of small events. You lost your direction, your focus.

William Conger

at  Zolla/Lieberman Gallery

Siren

The beauty (the red figures) and the voices(blue ribbons) are pulling you in.The temptations are impossible to resist. You are trying to escape (yellow triangles) but the desire prevails. And then suddenly you get stabbed by a long thin blade. You fall as a sinking ship - slowly but surely.

Carolyn Carr

at Spanierman Gallery

Slope, 2004

One of the main attractions of slopes is overcoming your own  fear. The danger is right in the center (the black structure) and still you masterfully negotiate the slope(the pink structure). What is rewarding in defying the most basic instinct : self-preservation? Are you preparing for future real battles? Or do you like challenge death and thus becoming somewhat immortal?

Dornacilla Drysdale

at Aaron Galleries

Emotion vs Intellect

Emotion(organic lines) and intellect(straight lines) are two sides of the coin.They always work in tandem. Sometimes the intellect analyses the emotions and bends them to a more logical solution. Sometimes the emotion takes over the intellect and creates a new point of view. You have to nurture both of them and to keep both of them in balance. One of them gets out of hands and your inner self get handicapped.

Julie Schumer

at Emily Amy Gallery

Ridgeline

You are walking on clouds. You are so afraid to look down. Sometimes the clouds seem pretty solid. But sometimes they open up and you can see a ridge bellow you. It is frighting and exciting at the same time. But you are afraid to plunge down. You prefer to stay on illusory "solid ground". But it is delusive, you will fall eventually. The problem is it would not be on your terms.

Armin Boehm

at Harris Lieberman(Frieze Art Fair New York 2013)

GO-ZL,2012

You understand the natural world from the ground up(the lower quarter of the painting). You obtain the root first - fundamental knowledge and skills. Based on that foundation you build your map of reality. The imaginary world of art, metaphysics and other philosophies you start to explore by the leaves peeking into your tangible world (the grey structure).

Jenny Nelson

at Tria Gallery

Set Sail

You don't know where you are going. Everything is foggy. But you have hull of steel confidence. Your sails are full of hope. Your engines are curiosity and search for new knowledge. The desire for new adventures lights your way(orange spots). The chances are big that before you get to the adventures, the routine(grey fields) will dissolve you. Or you will too close to the danger and will be burn as a butterfly which got too close to fire.

Alex Brewer

at Circa Gallery

Gliders I

The low self-esteem is killing you (the black structure in the center). It puts a noose of doubt (the black lines) on everything you do. You succeed in some cases where you break out of the choking loops(yellow splashes). But some things turn out bad when you did not go far enough(green, blue splashes).

Mark Brosseau

at Bridgette Mayer Gallery

Temporal, 2013

Time is relative. Sometimes you feel time goes by as a mountain stream - fast, powerful, unstoppable (the blue ribbon on the left). Sometimes it shifts to a crawl (multiple red figures), especially when you are waiting for something(yellow figures). There are days when you think the time goes backwards(black lines).  The time on the other hand just moves on without any concern about how you feel about it(the upper part of the painting).

Andree Carter

at Ann Connelly Fine Art

Slightly Silver

Everything that was important in your life became small irrelevant. It is torn into small pieces and seems to you as a collage of your former life. Everything is still. The big black grief is blocking any movements in your life. The grief is feeding on your memories (the white structure). The only thing that is fighting the standstill is the desire to live/hope (the blue structures). The hope is creating new life(the thicker red nets) and trying to bond thouse pockets of resistance together.

Michael Secor

at Ann Connelly Fine Art

Untitled

You are lonely. Alone in the middle of the night. You are full of jealousy up to the brim(the orange elements). Your imagination runs wild. It creates absolutely outrageous scenarios(the black-dark-blue-blue structures). The more you think about it the more you get yourself locked up in the cage (the orange stripes in the lower right corner). The real problem is that there is nothing to be jealous about. The real problem is you(the green truck on the middle left).

Virginia Cole

at Virginia Cole Fine Art

The Canal

It is a sunny summer day (yellow undertones). You are traveling a canal on a boat. It is Sunday family excursion (a check mark at lower left middle). Blue skies (blue rectangle on the right). The water is murky blue(the blue figure on the left). The canal is old : here and there you can see the marks of age and decay(the brown figure in the low right, the black figure on the upper left). From time to time you are catching yourself thinking about work, Monday, what you have to do in the office(the blueish white area in the upper right and all elements in it: brown square, black lines).

Chase Langford

at Bryant Street Gallery

Commercial Street Carnivale

When you were little you liked fairs and folk holidays. The rides, the music, the food - it was pure joy. When you grew up you understand that they all are shallow standard commerce-driven enterprises. While getting old, the fairs regain their lost shine, but now that is nostalgia and memories.

Chuck Voelter

at Ann Connelly Fine Art

Red Knot

Everyone has troubles, bad time (the black structure). But how could you distinguish between the bad and the good when there would not be the bad? Only by having bad times you can truly appreciate the good time. This wisdom (the purple spots) grows on the troubles as muscles on the bones.

Doug Kennedy

at Ann Connelly Fine Art

Untitled

Different threads are weaved together to create a fabric. Different story lines are used to create the plot. We use the clothes to protect us from the environment and to hide our physical defects. We use entertainment to hide us from the environment and to protect from our psyche's defects.

Myong Stebbins

at Bryant Street Gallery

Poem from Gyeongju III

Love is like an intricate plant. It has roots - events that our conscience does not register. They lead us to the point in time when love gets out of ground, into the open. Love starts to bloom with flowers of desire (lilac spots in the center). They outgrow fast into the white down of comfort. A blow of wind takes the down away. Love sadly dies. But it leaves the seeds for the next spring.

Amanda Talley

at Ann Connelly Fine Art

Shadows

You are getting a feeling that someone is watching you. You are getting nervous, almost paranoid. You are afraid of anyone following you. The problem is that you don't do anything worth hiding. But anyway you jump on every unexpected sound. And then you realize that this is your shadow. You are afraid of yourself. You are your worst enemy. This is true not only how you can treat yourself, for you know yourself best.

Chase Langford

at Bryant Street Gallery

Bondi 4

At first you are intrigued by mystery(the black spots). You start exploring. Pretty fast you get to the erotic part(the white-red figures in the left middle). The further explorations are giving you huge rewards in soul bonding(the blue figures on the left and light green field on the right). But the exploration never stops, it just elevates to the next level.

Robin Cole

at Ann Connelly Fine Art

Resuscitating My Soul

The soul is dead. The significant events, good (white circles) as well as bad start to pull the soul out of the hole it was buried(the black figure in the lower left corner). The soul starts its fly(the black lines) as a spacecraft propelled by the gravitational forces of other souls and circumstances. It has sometimes a setback (a black line in the center toward the black circle). It is slowly moving to the door( the  partial rectangle in the upper right corner). The door is the portal to the next level, the happy one.