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RIP Gordon Lightfoot - Canadian Railroad Trilogy

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Listen to Gordon Lightfoot's “Canadian Railroad Trilogy” and pour one out for a true original who is out riding that big Mystery Train.

Happy Birthday Elvis!

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  Gregg Chadwick  “Suspicion (Elvis Presley)”  36”x36” oil on linen 2016 “Gregg Chadwick takes the opposite stance in the oil-on-linen 'Elvis Presley (Suspicion).'  Here, a familiar depiction of the singer is rendered in blurry, shadowy lines, as if his memory is slowly fading and becoming the stuff of rumor and legend tending toward oblivion.” - Fredric Koeppel, The Commercial Appeal, Memphis, Tennessee Since my artwork was included in a series of Elvis themed exhibitions at the L. Ross Gallery in Memphis, Tennessee, I have been reading and re-reading Ray Connolly’s book  Being Elvis: A Lonely Life   which deftly examines Elvis’ life through the lens of Memphis in the 1940’s and 1950’s. Childhood poverty and class aspirations spurred Elvis on in a way that left no room for error in his art but left his life dangerously open to misfortune and eventual tragedy. At the Mississippi-Alabama Fair and Dairy Show in Tupelo, Mississippi on September 26, 1956, Elvi...

Gregg Chadwick - Mystery Train Opens Tonight In Laguna Beach

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Gregg Chadwick's painting Mystery Train (20th Century Limited)  is featured in the group exhibition "Endless Possibilities" at the Las Laguna Gallery, Laguna Beach, CA  Artist Reception: Thursday, August 2nd, 6:30pm-9:30pm Exhibition Runs: August 2nd-31st, 2018   Las Laguna Gallery 577 South Coast Highway A-1 Laguna Beach CA 92651 M ore at: https://www.artweek.com/events/united-states/art-exhibition/laguna-beach/endless-possibilities http://firstthursdaysartwalk.com/art-walk-news-august-2018/ http://www.laslagunagallery.com PARKING : It truly is best to valet in The Cliff Village parking lot if it is open. It is $3 an hour and you are right where you need to be. If it is full, the next best bet is to turn on Legion (from PCH, it's the cross street right at the gallery) and take your first left on Glenneyre. On the left side you will see a parking deck, just a block or 2 down. It takes credit card and cash, but ONLY 1's and 5's...

The Late Afternoon of Time - San Francisco

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by Gregg Chadwick Gregg Chadwick The Late Afternoon of Time - San Francisco 24"x20" oil on linen 2018 Cities, like people, grow and change.  In this spirit, San Francisco  continues to inform my paintings. Last weekend, at a friend's birthday gathering in Culver City, I recounted how  o ne morning, when I lived in San Francisco, I spotted the artist Richard Diebenkorn   leaning up against a BART entrance watching the cable car turnaround across Market Street. Diebenkorn was captivated by the movement of the conductors as they spun the cars around on a giant wooden turntable. I stopped, leaned up against a wall, and flipped through art writer Robert Hughes' book Nothing If Not Critical until I reached his essay on Diebenkorn. I read slowly, pausing often to gaze up at Diebenkorn as he gazed towards Powell Street.   Eventually, I closed the book, walked over and thanked Richard Diebenkorn for his art and inspiration. He smiled and tears seemed to we...

Please join me in celebrating the 39th Venice Family Clinic’s Art Walk & Auctions!

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by Gregg Chadwick Venice Art Walk & Auctions – Sunday, May 20 from Noon-6pm . Silent Art Auction Noon–6pm Gregg Chadwick Cool, Gray, City of Love 24"x24" oil on linen 2018 Honored that my painting  Cool, Gray, City of Love will be featured in this year's  39th Venice Family Clinic's Art Walk and Auctions .  In the years that I lived in San Francisco, on most weekday mornings, I would walk with my young daughter along Market Street to the Cable Car turnaround. She would board eagerly, her face pressed up against the glass as the car would climb a seemingly insurmountable hill. The Gripman would nod to me and smile as we rode together into the fog. My painting Cool, Gray, City of Love  looks back to those San Francisco mornings. City of Love indeed. Venice Family Clinic’s Art Walk & Auctions raises funds to help provide quality primary health care to 26,000 low-income men, women and children annually. Servic...

An Amazing "The Other Art Fair" in Downtown L.A.

Mystery Train at #theotherartfair Hope to see you today. Thanks to everyone for an amazing opening last night. A post shared by Gregg Chadwick (@greggchadwick) on Mar 16, 2018 at 10:59am PDT Thanks to all who visited my booth at The Other Art Fair, all my artist colleagues at TOAF,  and deep appreciation to all of you who have purchased a new Chadwick! Thanks  @saatchiart  for this amazing first run in Los Angeles.  #art #instaartists  And deep thanks as well to  @clarkhulingsorg  for your support and guidance  #ArtIsLife   #TheFutureIsWoke

Looking Forward to Seeing You at The Other Art Fair

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by Gregg Chadwick   "...the distinction made between past, present  and future is nothing more than a persistent stubborn illusion"             "the most beautiful experience we can have is the mysterious...              whoever does not know it and can no longer marvel,  is as good as dead,  and his eyes are dimmed." -Albert Einstein My studio is full of new paintings that will make their premier at Saatchi Art's  The Other Art Fair.  Time, movement, memory, and technology all weave their way into my artworks.  Art critic Alex Bigman wrote this about my paintings -  “Gregg Chadwick begins with a Greek conceptual dyad pertaining to that slippery core of existence: Time. The ancients defined chronos as sequential and chronological time, kairos – the time in between. Chadwick paints in oil in various sessions, superimposing images upon one another and i...

He Called Her "Lightning"

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Gregg Chadwick Lightning (Edith Desch) 36"x 24" oil on linen 2018 Jersey Memories - Grandma Desch by Gregg Chadwick When I was little and my dad was off in Vietnam during the war, we lived in a small, rented carriage house behind a big estate. On the way to school each morning we would walk by the train platform full of commuters waiting for their ride into the city. I knew my Grandpa Desch drove trains and I often wondered as we passed over the tracks on the bridge on Ridgewood Avenue whether he was in one of the engines down below. It's only thirty minutes by train from Glen Ridge, New Jersey, to Penn Station in Manhattan. Yet, there seemed to be a world of difference between my town with its quiet gas-lamp lit streets and the bustling avenues in New York City. The train was the artery between those two worlds and I never forgot it.  The kitchen in Garwood was where Grandma Desch would spread her warmth.  In a similar fashion...