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Frank Galuszka: Paintings |
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Welcome Texts, by Christina Waters Texts, by Frank Galuszka about the New York Studio School |
MICA Inside the Looking Glass Embracing the constructivist insight that reality is a dialogue between perceiver and perceived, Galuszka’s work instantiates the holographic model of the universe suggested by physicist David Bohm. In this view, all possible moments of time and space exist simultaneously, interpenetrating the now with the then and the yet-to-be. Just so, the paintings embody a universe they themselves are in the process of constructing. The mica works made in the summer of 1999 arose as an organic whole. Pinned to the studio walls, four or five at a time, large canvases were gessoed, scumbled, scraped and splashed with layers of paint. Galuszka would begin an idea on one surface and continue it to the others, augmenting and refining it as he worked. As each generation neared completion, the canvases would be taken down and mounted on stretchers. New expanses of canvas would then be tacked to the wall, and the process continued until a dozen completed works had emerged. And the summer had ended. Ontology of Surprise Virtually all of his major works articulate inter-domain metaphysics, from delicate figurative paintings to highly gestural abstractions. Figures painted from life often occupy a single canvas alongside fantasy saints, demons and hypnotically recurring patterns of mica and acrylic. The worlds of imagination and perception co-exist — just as multiple styles and materials meet in single works — setting up a vibrational field among impossible energies. Appearing to break with stylistic consistency, Galuszka's self-referential body of work expresses a single transformative vision in a multiplicity of disguises. In Parmenidean fashion the artist packs the Many into the One, and unpacks them again. Galuszka’s mica-mirrored texts may be interpreted and re-interpreted — the works themselves yield to the eye with a profound candor. No analysis is required to succumb to their beauty. Serene as the ether in deepest space, the Deathstar series embodies the artist’s on-going gaze through the looking glass.
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