Gerald Hopkins: Paintings
The Woodstock Connection
by Susan Hoover
This one-man show, consisting of 34 paintings, opened at the spacious
and tasteful Shelley K. Gallery in Saugerties on December 15. Due to
the very positive response it has received, it will be extended until
February 16, 2008.
Gerald Hopkins lives and works in both Woodstock and New York City.
His work has been exhibited in NYC galleries, and additionally, is
included in several large private collections throughout the country.
From the moment one enters the gallery, one is mesmerized by the sheer
allure of color—singularly and in combination. The mixes are
exquisite, the relationships seductive and dazzling—there, on
both side walls, beckoning next, a deeper look—the hint of substance
through the initial wow of painterly technique and abstraction. Hopkins
is in charge here—his acrylic colors demand attention, then command
a deeper look at the form or the idea beckoning under the masterful
handling of technique. The balance struck, helped greatly by each painting’s
title, is complex but there for the unfolding. One of my favorites,
for example, and more immediately accessible, is called Galactic Birds
II—the title informing what our eyes might perceive initially
as a complete abstraction, a swirl of exquisitely compatible shades
of greens, aquas, pinks, and oranges on a dark blue background, that,
with continued focus, morphs into (if you allow the title to inform
your curiosity) two galactic birds in flight through a speckled sky.
Interesting to note that just as there is a teasing peeling back of
meaning’s layers, from the initial abstract to an actual concrete
connotation, the same kind of multi-dimensionality also exists in the
act of observing, as affected by how the painter is painting and manipulating
color, line, light, form, and technique. First, and in a very different
way than how Seurat handled ‘pointilism’, Hopkins utilizes
a very controlled, selective method of ‘dotting’. This,
combined with an equally directed choice of colors, which often allows
the background color to come through, often reveal the hint of a shape
or a form. And it is because of this seductive suggesting, this controlled
guidance—that each painting involves an actual journey for the
viewer—provided you meet each canvas with a willingness to be
led into your own seeing. Secondly, as an added ingredient, which magnifies
the 3-D impression that many of them seem to have, some of the paintings
wander off into the frame itself, creating an illusion of movement
rather than encasement.
This is a show not to be missed. Susan Hoover is a performing and published poet. She recently moved
to Woodstock from the West Village in NYC. |
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