Category: Gallery Artists

Elizabeth Casqueiro is a visual artist who was born in England and grew up
in Portugal.

Peace begins when expectations end.

My work is fueled by a lifelong obsession with color and awe at the monstrous complexity of the natural world. For the last two decades, I have lived and painted in rural Maryland. I am in love with the weather, the crops, the light, the dirt, the weeds.

Peace begins when expectations end.

I’m playing with what can happen inside and outside variations on themes as they continue to reconfigure over time.

Inspired by design patterns – visible regularities of form – symmetries, spirals, waves, foams, cracks, circles, stripes – I search for unique forms within the natural world. After capturing these forms/patterns in photographs, I discover engaging abstract compositions that “speak” to me.

The exchange between terrain, climate, temperature and the elements is constant: sometimes consistent and often times transforming by the moment.

His landscape paintings begin en plein air with a series of drawings, watercolours and acrylics, and are completed in his studio in Exeter

Simplicity of line seeking the purity of form is the essence of my sculpture.

Lisa Lebofsky’s paintings explore our emotional and physical relationship with nature.

I make luminous, romantic paintings of natural places.  Human presence is not depicted, but can often be inferred. 

Like artists through the ages, I make nature-based art. How does one capture the evanescent clouds, the light through the trees or the bursting forth of new life?

“Art for me is a search for the self in the fragile and interconnected space between human existence and the world that sustains us, between that which we fabricate and that which is purely organic. Ultimately, I hope that many years from now others will look at my art and decide that my generation was, after all, aware and concerned about this place we call home.”

Blake Conroy creates drawings about nature and human perception. He laser-cuts paper and metal, making marks whose appearance changes subtly as the light of day progresses from morning to evening, and then into the artificial light of nighttime.

I found shelter in Jackson Pollack’s paintings as a teenager. Then began my regular visitations to the Vermeer’s at the Met. Now, 30 years later, I find deep peace in …

Millennial artist Jon Mort is widely recognized for his startlingly realistic colored pencil and large-scale graphite images and is also a highly sought-after portrait artist.

There is a deep and profound magic in the light carried by the wind on the water. It insinuates itself in certain people that will respond to water no matter where they are.

The seashore is enchanting place where sounds of crashing waves fill our ears and low slanting sunlight illuminates the wind blown spray off the rolling waves.

The continuous voice in my work is a mixture of layering line, color and forms, creating patterns and texture.

A tree is an ever-changing organic being. It sends branches where leaves can find sunlight, and crotches form where branches grow to become secondary trunks.

From disorder (a chaos) Order grows – Grows fruitful The chaos feeds it. William Carlos Williams

To paint is an easy and joyously messy task; it’s a pastime enjoyed by many. To create a painting is more taxing, and is accomplished by very few.

This current work is a further exploration into the relationship between the natural world and the human psyche.

Widely recognized as a renowned contemporary realist, Greg Mort’s art is included in the Smithsonian American Art Museum, The Delaware Art Museum, the Corcoran Museum of Art, the Portland Art Museum and many more.

As the figures emerge from the material there is a representation of the feminine archetype and a sensuousness that both females and marble share.

The act of remembering is what currently drives my work. To visually navigate the stories in my mind… to remember stories that may not exist, to imagine stories not yet told.

As a painter I work outside the logical confines of language. I try to describe intangible realities for which there are no words.