Ideas Of Order
It all started some years ago with the red couch, a case of incipient disorder, an inside turned outside, in a town (it turned out) poised for the present descent of real estate agents and de/construction enterprises. Sketches were made, photographs taken in all kinds of weather, a stretcher frame built and blank canvas pulled over it. An initial layer of paint was applied. The result was run past friends. Enthusiasm was lacking. “Order on Marion Street” went to the bottom of the unfinished pile until April this year. The good news is that with this latest effort the painter’s collection of work that needs work has diminished by one more item. Call it a study in symmetries and their disruption or absence, and consider the closing lines of Wallace Stevens’ A Connoisseur of Chaos:
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