Was I alone in dreams of something good

 I saw some incredible paintings last weekend by Angelina Gualdoni at the Asya Geisberg Gallery in Chelsea. I must say that I was reaching the point of burn out after a long day of gallery hopping, but as I walked by this gallery and peered in it was like a breath of fresh air. Her works replicate the experience of lying in the grass on a hot, hazy summer day and staring into the sun, fading in and out of consciousness, just letting your mind and eyes wander to whatever may come. Different images and facets of light may appear, and you lose yourself in the moment's inadvertent beauty. 

I also love Gualdoni's process with these works, as per the press release:

Angelina Gualdoni begins her paintings by pouring thin veils of paint directly onto the canvas. By allowing the liquid to articulate the basis of her painting, Gualdoni relinquishes control, and then wields it back by marking strange objects uncomfortably on the surface pool. Structures build on the outlines of the stains, or leap out against the watery passages, or simply follow the odd paths that the liquid has chosen to flow. Gualdoni’s paintings posit a world where the known and the tangible lie always outside our reach, slipping into and out of shadows. Constant tensions of emptiness and being, object and field, movement and stasis permeate her work. Shadows march into the forefront, and objects recede against the diffusive stains.  Gualdoni’s earlier series investigated failed utopias of Modern architecture, portraying decaying and imploding buildings crumbling into pools of paint. In “Shadows Slipping”, she extracts the essence of the decay, by leaving the viewer to question what is coming into being, and what is falling apart.

So dreamy... 

Felt like Tamaryn's "Love Fade" was a fitting musical accompaniment...