Into That Light: Agnes Martin & NMWA Artist Talk
Open to front hall of Gallery 215, Taos, New Mexico.
Thick adobe walls. Ancient wooden floors. Carvings.
Space holding silence the way only very old walls do.
Home to Untitled Orange and Yellow, 1994. Agnes Martin. Acrylic and graphite on canvas. Sixty inches by sixty inches. A grid painting from the final decade of her life, having already re-rooted in New Mexico. She stripped everything unnecessary from her practice. She became one of the most consequential painters of the twentieth century.
Humbly, on July 18, my work steps into that hall.
Agnes Martin left New York in 1967, New Mexico bound. Built an adobe house in the desert. Made paintings about stillness. About the horizontal line. About what remains when you remove everything non-essential.
Not interested in expression. Interested in what she called "the experience of innocence." The undisturbed mind. The quiet that lives on the other side of all the noise we create.
I ask a similar question through different light.
My landscapes and sky paintings are rooted in the same New Mexico sky Martin painted. The silence. The insistence that presence, being in a room with a painting, is enough. Is everything.
Agnes Martin knew that. She built a life around knowing it.
On August 8, the National Museum of Women in the Arts, New Mexico Chapter, has invited me to present an artist talk and studio visit at the hacienda, surrounded by thirty paintings from my solo show, The Long Horizon.
I am honored. Humbled. I choose these words consciously.
The lineage of artists this chapter has chosen to recognize: Agnes Martin, Rose Simpson, Roxanne Swentzell, Jaune Quick-to-See Smith, Judy Chicago, Patricia Michaels, Lynnette Haozous, among them. This is a significant context to enter. I am humbled, and I carry it.
Co-chairs Lucy Finch and Tracy King, Program Director Lynnette Jennings: I am grateful for your vision and your trust.
Martin once wrote: "The best things in life happen to you when you're alone."
She meant the paintings. She meant the silence that makes them possible.
I think she also meant the moment of recognition: when you stand in front of a work and feel, without being told, that something true has been made. From the artist's very existence. From her existence. From my own.
That is what I hope for in every painting I put into the world.
That is what I felt, the first time I stood in that front hall.
August 8. Artist talk and studio visit. Gallery 215, 215 Ranchitos Road, Taos, New Mexico. National Museum of Women in the Arts, New Mexico Chapter.
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