Showing posts with label Maya Angelou. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Maya Angelou. Show all posts

Thursday, April 04, 2019

Chadwick Exhibition Arrives at Beverly Hills Gallery

How the Light Gets In
Paintings by Gregg Chadwick


Gregg Chadwick
Still I Rise
40"x30"oil on linen 2018

Solo exhibition of Gregg Chadwick’s art at Audis Husar Fine Art in Beverly Hills.
View all of the exhibition artwork at this linkHow the Light Gets InRead about the paintings at these links: “How the Light Gets In” on Medium, Park Labrea News/Beverly Press, and Kathy Leonardo on the exhibition and benefit.


Gregg Chadwick
The Future Is Woke (left) Scarlet Shadow (right)
40"x30"oil on linen 2018 and 80"x80" oil on linen 2018

“Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in.”
- Leonard Cohen, Anthem

Art at its best possess an uncanny ability to communicate ideas and feelings that we need to understand. It seems that especially in times of struggle or unrest, art helps us connect to the personhood of others. Art creates dialogue. Dialogue promotes reflective discussion. And reflection can lead to change.
Gregg Chadwick’s new paintings in How the Light Gets In at Audis Husar Fine Art are crafted as reflecting devices that mirror and focus the viewer’s attention on where we are. As Marvin Gaye sang so poignantly — “What’s going on.”
Audis Husar Fine Art
Address: 8670 Wilshire Blvd Suite 114, Beverly Hills, CA 90211
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Sunday, July 22, 2018

Neruda's Path Through Silence


Gregg Chadwick
Still I Rise
40"x30" oil on linen 2017



"From all this, my friends, there arises an insight which the poet must learn through other people. There is no insurmountable solitude. All paths lead to the same goal: to convey to others what we are. And we must pass through solitude and difficulty, isolation and silence in order to reach forth to the enchanted place where we can dance our clumsy dance and sing our sorrowful song - but in this dance or in this song there are fulfilled the most ancient rites of our conscience in the awareness of being human and of believing in a common destiny."
--Pablo Neruda