Gentle Falls the Rain

Gentle Falls the Rain -Diptych N°SF2019010 Painting

Cheryl Johnson

United States

Painting, Oil on Canvas

Size: 60 W x 40 H x 1.5 D in

Ships in a Crate

$4,550

Gentle Falls the Rain -Diptych N°SF2019010 Painting

Cheryl Johnson

United States

Painting, Oil on Canvas

Size: 60 W x 40 H x 1.5 D in

Ships in a Crate

$4,550 

Description


Painting and drawing are investigations into the edge where reality and imagination are blurred, and tragedy and beauty are interconnected. I find an expression of this blurred line can be explored through an association with the time of day when the night is falling when the sudden darkness is at once confusing and threatening. 

Through painting, I am creating a space where one senses and experiences something, which then alters our relationship within that moment. The colors of my paintings are drawn from my relationship with the outside world which I then connect to a bigger picture, to a series of reactions—responses that begin once the colors are on the canvas. 


I am drawn to painting in order to go into deep space, colors I can look into and want to look into because they invite me with hints of finding something. 


My paintings are the experience of this unknown space. This edge of darkness gives both a sense of beauty and tragedy. 


Shadows, when we see them, can take on forms and suggest objects. 


Only later do we realize that those forms/objects are put together in our minds. 

The shapes in my paintings and drawings come from reflections, light, shadows, and times of day—all those occasions that are overwhelming because of the way light appears. 


It's the idea of the shape that attracts me, not the exact form or perfect representation of a form. 


All these experiences and their beauty and tragedy drive my need to paint. Painting because it creates space through color and form—a space to explore this beauty and tragedy. Drawing is the immediate record of what is experienced. I am looking to connect with the experience of feeling that it all looks familiar, yet not knowing what that familiar is. A time that is not all clear that has elements of what is known and what is felt but not known.