by Allan Appel | Jul 31, 2015 12:03 pm
The Chinese artists are an unusual married couple. They met as teenagers in art school, and both went on to become successful traditional practitioners of ink and brush artistry on rice paper.
The local artist is a laid back but powerful digital photographer of overlooked industrial or commercial sites in New London, New Britain, and New Haven.
On a recent morning these artists from wholly different worlds met, beheld each others’ work for the first time, and realized how much they have in common.
by David Sepulveda | Jul 28, 2015 3:13 pm | Comments (3)
Kevin Barros made it to the art opening he’d always dreamed of, just in time.
by Lucy Gellman | Jul 27, 2015 1:20 pm | Comments (5)
Dymin Ellis was tired of watching mothers wash their boys’ blood away with tears. Jasmine Smith wanted to explore the criminal justice system through fairytale metaphor. Mya Baldwin found that no one looked like her – or was particularly interested in making her feel welcome – on the cheerleading team. And on his way to a job interview, Myles Davis was pinned swiftly to the ground on the basis of his black skin.
by Allan Appel | Jul 24, 2015 10:27 am
Remember that time J.M.W. Turner grew a thumbnail long enough to be almost grotesque, to perforate the paper and lift the paint into an effect of rushing iridescence? Or the time he used a pumice stone to create a sandy effect to make the the light glisten in the rainbow?
by Allan Appel | Jul 23, 2015 3:21 pm
One of them learned how to be less shy, to network, and how to price work. Another finally got her website up and working. A third got an emotional lift just from sharing with colleagues the struggles and solitudes of the profession. A fourth decided to clock how many hours she spent in her studio.
A fifth set a simpler yet daunting goal: Just clean out the darn studio so you can at least get in the door. How else to get some work done?
by David Sepulveda | Jul 21, 2015 2:16 pm | Comments (2)
“I wouldn’t be alive today if it wasn’t for the art,” said Kevin Andre Molina Garcia Barros, an ailing artist with a first-ever exhibition beginning Friday. He wonders if he will be well enough to attend the opening.
by David Sepulveda | Jul 19, 2015 5:38 pm | Comments (4)
“Forbidden Fruit” is now dangling from the upper reaches of a mature honey locust tree in the center of Westville’s fashion and arts district. A large yellow serpent, complete with forked tongue and hypnotic eyes, is up there too.
by Brian Slattery | Jul 17, 2015 1:37 pm | Comments (9)
“My first big litmus test is: do women like them? If I passed that test, then I did my job.”
So said artist, musician, and provocateur Bill Saunders about “Don’t Call Me Baby,” an exhibit navigating the controversial lines between art and exploitation, between erotica and pornography, from the walls of a popular downtown gastropub.
by Allan Appel | Jul 13, 2015 3:29 pm | Comments (8)
An omnipresent photo-documentarian (via social media) of our town—and promoter and exemplar of its civic virtues—refused to select just one favorite picture to display of what he calls “New Heaven.”
by Allan Appel | Jul 8, 2015 3:19 pm
Westville’s very first artist-in-residence did right by New York City’s Lower East Side, Hoboken, New Jersey, downtown New Haven and Yale University, and especially Fair Haven’s bridges, boats, and beautiful riverine settings.
Yet Angeles Martinez, who lived in Westville and painted in a studio in Westville for six weeks, didn’t paint any scenes of Westville.