As
a photographer, I am a little bit of a sucker for painting, especially abstract
painting. There is something so fundamental in the practice, a purity that
relies on the ability to create something interesting from line, shape, texture
and color without having to relying on recognizable things with inherit meaning
to create content. When successful and not amateurish or dull, abstract
painting is a wonderful thing. I think at her best Josette Urso hits that sweet spot, with her heavy surface of paint combined
with the lightest of palettes, which seems to be constantly fading away into a
gray-white sea of textured space. But alas, I am a photographer at heart and
find myself inevitably drawn to the paintings where hints of
cityscapes peek out from the abstraction as if you’re seeing the city through a
steady downpour of snow. Joan Grubin
shares the space most prominently with large paper pieces where thin strips of
paper stretch the length of the wall creating a 3-dimentional line drawing that
brings to mind an oversized slot car track.
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