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Galerie Cerulean Presents
Marianne Van Lent
New Work
May 4th to June 21st |
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In this, her second show with the Galerie, Marianne Van Lent continues her exploration of landscape, abstraction and symbolism in a style demonstrating the artist’s self-acknowledged influences of the Hudson River School and the Northern European notion of Romanticism. In these images nature appears to be channeled as a direct narrative depiction. But this doesn’t quite hold up; these are not places found on the globe but rather the essence of moody emotions and solitude. They are both comforting and also subtly disturbing in their psychological effect.
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Galerie Cerulean, is an online exhibition space sponsored by Abstract Art Online with an emphasis on a wide array of and an open definition for abstract art.
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The New York Myth
… If I can make it there, I can make it anywhere, it’s up to you New York, New York… So Sinatra would have all of us rubes throughout the land believe - which includes anyone not native to the city. As I completed my graduate studies in North Carolina in the very early 80s, New York represented the fantasy of commercial and critical success for my art. It was just me - and countless thousands of others with the same dream in a long, long line that reached all the way back to Podunk, U.S.A. Naturally the odds of success were stacked against us. But the fuel for such fantasies is that you will be one of the very few to rise above all the others on the merits of your pure genius. New York represented the pinnacle of that success. From afar New York is terrifying given the way it scales in everything from grime to crime to big bright lights. As you think about it little things pop up in your head like all those toilets flushing each day where does it all go and what do they do with it? But the Godzilla question is how to possibly make a life in this impossible place? I found out back in 1985 as I rattled into town |
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Essay continues ... |
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