Upcoming Exhibitions
FelDman Family Artspace
Hosted by Featherstore Center for the Arts on November 8th through December 5th. Stop by to take a look at my paintings in person and ask questions!
MV Film Society Theater79 Beach Road, Tisbury Marketplace
Vineyard Haven, MA
“Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.”
-Samuel Beckett
My Story
After graduating from the University of Pennslyvania in 1983 with a BA in English and then from Boston University in 1988 with an MA in Creative Writing, I have been teaching English in Boston area independent schools and colleges for over 30 years, finding a long-standing position at Noble and Greenough School in Dedham, MA where I have been for the past 20 years. Moving away from my primary training and interest in writing, I began painting twelve years ago, taking classes at the Fine Arts Center in Provincetown and at the School of the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston. In addition to Vineyard shows, I have also shown and sold my work at the Zullo Gallery in Medfield, MA and at the Motherbrook Arts and Community Center Open Studios in Dedham, MA. I live in West Roxbury, MA with my supportive wife, Karen, our wonderful daughter, Ella, and our two dogs, Carter and Leroy.
Artist Statment
The next part is about looking, about the intense visual focus on the scene before me. What am I really seeing? Not a pond, but a yellow streak of light here and a purple one there, a swoop of maroon shadow down here. It is a kind of focus that is hard to come by in a busy life, and yet when it happens, the clutter just goes away and time stops. Sometimes paintings worth looking at emerge; sometimes they don’t. When they don’t, I start again, with another layer of paint, knowing that that failed first layer beneath may very well emerge in some cool and unexpected ways in the next iteration. I have to push against the impulse to be literal. I know that when I start picking smaller and smaller brushes to recreate things exactly as they appear in the photograph, I am going down a disappointing path. Emily Dickinson, in a poem that seems to describe what she thinks about writing poetry, expresses a similar idea: Tell All the Truth/But Tell it Slant.” Clearly, I have trouble letting go of the English teacher that I have been for thirty years. But sometimes, when I am using big brushes, gobs of paint, layers of failures, and a certain slant of light, I can be a painter, too.