Spencer Reynolds
It is raw and refined. It has boundaries but cannot be tamed or contained. It gives life and can just as easily take it. Are
these contradictions or just a lack of understanding on my part? Could I ever fully understand all its complexities? I love it,
yet am fearful of it. When I see its power, I am shaken to my core. My knees get weak when I contemplate its beauty. It nurtures
and fills me with peace. I appreciate it at its fullest when I am engulfed in it, participating in its dance and observing its
glistening details. Its abundance of life goes to unknown depths and far exceeds my imagination. And it was here since the
beginning. These are my thoughts when I look at the ocean.
Back in my High School days it was always something I sketched when I should have been paying attention in class, now it's
the main subject in my paintings. I use old hollow core doors or recycled wood as my painting surface, focusing on bringing
out the distressed areas of the wood and using them to participate in the beauty of the end piece. The colorful, clean line
work in these paintings brings a refined quality to the rough surfaces. From an aesthetic standpoint, I love the relationship
of raw and refined. As I continue in this process I gain more awareness of the relationship between my art and my spiritual
life.
The surfer figures usually carry a sense of graceful tension. They aren't just casual subjects in my paintings. They are
participating in the moment, but also considerate of what's ahead. They hope to make the wave, never really sure how long
the ride will last. These emotions carry over into how we live and go beyond the sport of surfing. In reality my paintings
are telling stories about life and reflecting the varied emotions that we experience in our time here, with a veneer of waves
and surfers on the surface.
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