January 16th, 2011
Tracey Hegelson, Horizon Lines (Eight), 2008
This must be gorgeous in person. The way mauve & magenta trade strokes and meld, the way that rust maroon lurks under everything, under that stripe of acid-lime, creeping around the border. The texture, the color-associations, all of it makes me feel like it was executed on a metal sheet. I like imagining the painting taking up an entire wall at the end of a long & gradually darkening hallway, pulsing and glowing there like the exhaling barrel of some kind of beautiful exotic weaponry that even being in breathing radius of becomes deeply, deeply unhealthy. But though there is menace here, & violence past (or to come), there is also tragedy & mourning, a lonesome alien elegy.
Hegelson art, bio and information at worksbytracy.blogspot.com
Credit to the great NYC art blog www.crywalt.com for introducing me to Hegelson’s work.
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