We quickly find ourselves in hypnagogic territory, sorting real, unreal, and surreal at the edges of a dream.
We quickly find ourselves in hypnagogic territory, sorting real, unreal, and surreal at the edges of a dream.
“Even if it’s just the way the light is hitting a glass or a strange assortment of items on a table or power lines swooped in front of a house. And really these moments of beauty can be fleeting so it feels nice to capture them somehow. “
“The images for these paintings weave and intermingle in my mind and present themselves as a mélange of overlapping histories.”
I am beyond grateful for the chance to discuss the beautifully mysterious paintings of Simon Quadrat.
I felt the need to create beautiful images, nurturing, reflecting, mentoring. The Tsiporas became pregnant – pregnant with life, pregnant with hope and appreciation for all we have had and need to continue to create – To heal our beautiful world…
The recurring faceless figures that can be found across his paintings attest to the felt anonymity of the system we are all a part of.
“For me, Art is a cry of joy that delivers me from anguish.”
We’re all gleaners, finding beauty and meaning and sustenance in the unlikely, the odd, the overlooked. We’re all magpies, lining our nests with beauty where we find it.
“I like the pictures to push and pull at their perimeters, the ghostly presences within them bound in a landscape I could not have imagined when I first began the painting.”
A collection of all the articles we’ve published over the past month, for those who like to savor their Magpies’ tidings as an issue. We’re really honored this month to share photography from Paris, art from Ottawa, a brilliant article written in Tokyo about a Ugandan record label, along with beautiful poetry, memoir, and more.