In my college painting classes, my painting prof used to always say that knew I was in class because he could literally hear me painting. You see, I have a tendency to dig my brushes into the surface of the canvas, a sensation and sound I quite enjoy ( though it’s pretty tough on expensive brushes! ). The work of Florida artist Amy Donaldson has that same kind of textural energy, I can almost hear the scrape of her brush and palette knife against the canvas.
Donaldson’s process is one of an additive and subtractive back and forth between the palette, paint, and canvas. Inspired by her ( and my! ) native state of Florida, Donaldson creates abstracts that hint at the broadness of a landscape, yet have the surface of an aged, graffiti covered wall.
In expressive abstract quality of her work, Amy’s paintings let us get lost in the play of color, light, and texture, each bouncing our eyes in excitement across the canvases.
Hanging with Norah, Natalie, and Louis, it’s what I needed after a crescendoing year with Art Basel as the finale! I’m enjoying a bowl of my first homemade chicken noodle soup. Not bad! A week off from painting and I’m missing it. Inspiration has been building, thoughts of the exciting new year bubble. As I rest in my leather chair, I notice it’s still crisp and new after a year, I can’t sit for long, with new blank canvases to butter with oil paint, I’m fresh and ready to get back into the studio!