Yes, we live in a world of chaos and turmoil. It is a world
of constant change and disarray, accelerating, rapid and
explosive. A world of violence and betrayal, discord and
dislocation, of extreme conflicts, pain and suffering.
To this chaos and dislocation, the art world has
responded with a dislocating, unsettling art. It is an
adversarial art, promoting provocative material over form, blurring the boundary between the elements of art and
the materials of everyday life.
This art of shock insistently displays its liberation,
its attacks on traditional expectations of form or representation, of beauty, or even of what art is.
But no. Still, in this world of chaos and turmoil,
there is a place for an art of beauty, that still finds a
moment of grace and harmony, that can refresh, energize.
In the artistic credo of Pierre August Renoir about
the place of, indeed the need for
beauty in the world:
“To my mind, a picture should be something pleasant,
cheerful, and pretty, yes pretty! There are many
unpleasant things in life as it is without creating still more
Renoir was right. And so I want to explore an art of
flowing rhythms, harmonious form and beauty. I want it
to be a toast to life. Joyful. A defense against all that
assaults our spirit.