We live in an agnostic age that cries out for the spirit
We live in a gray time that cries out for beauty.
live in isolation craving the sensual.
In this fallow era I
paint images ripe with color and movement, illuminated by the spirit but
tinged with the bittersweet nature of our time. There is a seduction
involved in the use of pigment and the free manipulation of paint. Yet each
work is grounded with what Robert Bly might call a black thread. These works
strive for the heavens but are pulled back by the weight of the world. Like
the acrobat suspended in Tightrope we fight for balance. Yet this act
of will holds us between heaven and earth. In this weightlessness we are
set free. Like the masterless samurai invoked in my painting Ronin
Dreams we are adrift. Yet this journey without a guide leads us to new
worlds and new questions. The beauty found in these questions is our
struggle and our reward.
— Gregg Chadwick