The wall as canvas
“... the canvas began to appear ... as an arena in which to act. What was to go on the canvas was not a picture but an event."
Brightly painted walls in sunlight have the power to stop me in my tracks. It may be the surprise of something novel or the accidental harmony of the color combinations. I have felt this surprise when confronted with the deep blue of Giotto’s Upper Chapel at San Francesco d' Assisi or seeing Blaue Reiter or Fauvist paintings or opening a new box of Color Aid. Often the best color combinations occur as part of a repair effort that wasn’t quite finished, leaving it in a state of unresolved tension like the best abstract expressionist paintings
The images in this portfolio come from hours of wandering through poorer parts of cities looking at collapsing walls using a camera instead of a brush to capture what caught my eye. Trying to convey this evanescent quality is slippery. It can pass by your eyes like water.