If our world is composed of overlapping stimuli which create constant sensory overload, then why should visual art limit itself to any one discipline such as painting, sculpture, print, video or computerized digital images? Is it not true that imagery is inseparable from sound and evolution in time?
My dad, John Griffin Morrissey, was raised in Bay Ridge, Coney Island, and Sunset Park; a Brooklyn boy through and through. He is the eldest, (and craziest) of seven in an Irish Catholic family. His formal education only went up to tenth grade, but he always said the city was the best of all possible schools.
David West documents the musicians of the avant-garde, the people of the underground milieu and his experiences of urban life. His work is historical and intimate. He presents culturally saturated images that draw from his deep imaginative reservoir.
And, in the Predictable Controversy Department, Las Vegas’s The Arts Factory is showing (and selling) the art of John Wayne Gacy, in a show called Multiples. (The actual location for the show is Sin City Gallery.) As of this writing, their website still claims the proceeds will go to the National Center for Victims of [...]
Samoa’s paintings, a series of celebrated images and complex associations which (inadvertantly?) postulate the existence of a general science of hermaneutics, form the contents of ritual, convention and public entertainment: these constitute, if not a new, visual language, at least instruments for semantic analysis encapsulating the very history of the modern world. Perhaps the sociological [...]
Don Van Vliet, more widely known by his pseudonym Captain Beefheart, retired from music in 1982 and devoted his life to painting. Asked why he didn’t go to his own openings, he said “If I’m somewhere else, I’d rather be painting. And when I’m painting, I’d rather be alone.” hover over any image to pause [...]
Al Kresch has been dealing with the same motifs for at least 40 years. The earlier paintings that I have seen, not unlike the best work of Derain and Marquet, show him reacting not only to the largest forming and emotion issues in the landscape, but also to very small and intimate ones, without, nevertheless, [...]
Justine Frischmann employs the Low-Fi materials of a suburban hardware store to dig through the ash and rubble of Modernism.








