Larry Karlin

The River, 2016, Acrylic, pigment and resin on wooden board

My paintings celebrate moments and images and the boundary between perception and memory. A couple wading in a river, their reflection dissected by ripples in the water; a woman waiting for a train while immersed in a novel; the view from a catwalk at a concert hall; the ineffable grief written on the faces of a mother and daughter; through brush and spatula these images are transformed, simplified, sharpened and made my own. Empty spaces, stray marks and spills alternate with brushstrokes and volume in rhythmic cadence. Forms fleshed out from light and shadow, and imbued with subtle coloration create works that remain ingrained in the viewer's mind.