lee price
at a time when abstract expressionism is all the rage (and we find our own expressions a little abstract at times), the photorealistic paintings of lee price give us a break. portraits of men and women, beautiful but often alone, and more often than not surrounded by food, make an impression you won’t soon forget. she’s one of the cave dwellers, but does come out to show on occasion
christopher engel
paintings shouldn't glow like that. did he take an unauthorized souviner from a recent trip to indian point? still, his rich deep connection to the paint and the surface makes you wanna lick his canvas (spoiler alert: tastes like dusty paint). this older work from his series riffing subway turnstyles has given way to a more straight edge bent, but with no loss in power. feast your eyes at
sadieproductions@yahoo.com
tom moore
the existence of scribbleheads is one of the reasons we moved up here; this very accomplished professional photographer gets jiggy with his inner child and releases a barrage of critters both beautiful and strange. we are all the better off for having encountered them. check out more of the menagerie at
thomasimages.com
thundercut
ok, we admit it: we're in love. these groovy cats from brooklyn via denver have a great gallery (open space), a happenin' zine (sherbert) and a serious attack on fun and funky with their cut out dioramas. a recent addition to our collection of the weird and wooly, their late night artist parties keep the sidewalks from rolling back when the sun goes down. the line forms at the second rabbit hole to the left...
openspacebeacon.com
yancey hughes
when was the last time you felt like jumping for joy? spend some time with our superexhuberant dancer friend and see if you don't end up with a spring in your step. photographer extraordinaire Yancey also has some beautiful female studies we'd like to spend time with, but this is a family banner. find out more at 917.623.2793
alice sipple
artist a go-go: while the rest of us relax at the spa and pick up airport postcards on the way home, alice keeps her diary and sketchook on the same page, taking in sights and thoughts with the swipe of a pen and the swish of her watercolor brush, putting a piece of Prague in her pocket. take in her other journeys, real and imagined at
intuart.com
dakin roy
how can we look at the same things over and over and not see what others see? Dakin looks in, under, around and through what is in front of us and finds the combinations that make us look again. dive into his world at
dakinroyphotography.com
rick price
also looming large with two murals in town, this sprightly green-eyed leprechaun has more than one side. even though he's freaky pretty (like, “children-of-the-corn” pretty) in person, this wacked out self portrait shows us a less threatening, more fragile side to a super sweet but wicked talented dude. expose yourself to more of his sides at
rickprice.net
simon draper
simon makes things. whether wooden puzzle collages or the world's most eccentric outhouse, each piece leaves a trail you can trace back almost to the original idea; kinda like if hansel and gretel had had a bandsaw with them. follow his road-less-traveled by starting at
vanbruntgallery.com
erica hauser
this girl beams (no, really, like an alternative energy source) and her sad but sweet paintings of gas station pumps and old rusty pick-em-up trucks are a graceful tribute without sentimentality. clean brush strokes and simple color palettes belie the complexity of feelings her work will dredge up in the viewer. turn onto her frequency at
ericahauser.com
jim zellinger
jim likes trucks. no, really. as in he's a bit obsessed. lucky for us he depicts these highway heiffers with all the love and attention Titian did naked women. the result is fresh eyes as each truck passes by. the interstate must look like a harem to him.... join the convoy at
jimzellinger.com
ronnie farley
sometimes it IS as simple as straight ahead and taking the picture; that is if you are the direct and incisive ms. farley. whether this southwestern character study, a water tower or a chronicle of her own mother during her last days, ronnie looks directly at her subjects and doesn't blink. what does she see when she looks at US? check out
ronniefarley.com
michael d'antuono
"from the moment I smelled her jasmine perfume as her shadow slithered up the frosty glass of my office door, I knew she was trouble." ever want to inhabit the film-noir world of fedoras and sadder-but-wiser dames? michael's moved in, and he's sending back postcards. wait for him at
dantuonoarts.com, and wear a red carnation...
kathy feighery
how come simple household objects, like her recent series of dresses or her new take on old chairs, seem to be having much more fun than we are? kathy's take on the mundane is far from obvious. you'll never look at a yard sale the same way again. take a further gander at
kathyfeighery.com
peter iannarelli
if only the rest of us had destroyed our little plastic army men so beautifully as children… peter can't destroy a household object without making it something more spectacular in the translation. see him coming at you with the superglue, run.... catch more of a glimpse at
piannarelli@gmail.com
brad butler
beacon high school student
joe pimentel
this piece is from a series of works supposedly representing time spent underwater, which doesn't explain other works joe's done supposedly above ground (unless it's that lack of oxygen thingy). trip the synapses and surf joe's brain waves for the ride of your life, at
http://dehydrated1.deviantart.com
eleanor white
it's all in the cards, at least in this deconstruction of a single suit (how many decks did this take to complete? are vegas tables empty?) then there's her "pin stripe" suit with real pins, or her bouquet of roses, preserved a petal at a time in little envelopes. if you invite her to poker night, hide the scissors! amaze yourself at
eleanorwhite.blogspot.com
mark capicotto
it's nice to see art therapy make even the most unbalanced folk into productive members of society. mark and his posse have turned a passion for the melange into a national clothing line. sometimes the message is the medium (and hopefully comes in extra large...) try him on at
glamourkills.com
audrey chibbaro
from her series of new saints, to whom audrey must have prayed before digging into her new works of porcelain, fur, dirt and memory. a relatively new addition to the beacon landscape, audrey has burrowed beneath her own subconscious to unearth the bizarre and undeniable. sounds like her prayers have been answered. to view the artifacts from her current expedition, call her at 845.838.4280
catherine welshman
at first glance Catherine's primitive pastel paintings and doll-like creations are charming; seemingly harmless. but more and more her nursery rhyme wallpapers take on the air of ghost children, her figures begin to smell of totems and voodoo. we are charmed again and again by the power of the subtle and sweet. book your next dangerous tea party with
cathwelshman@yahoo.com
jill reynolds
an old brick (beacon's historical industry) floats in the river water it was found in; proof that 1.) a group of vessels filled with light can carry a heavy load, and 2.) sometimes the most interesting art about the hudson river comes from within it rather than pictures of it. how do you capture a moment in time? ask jill at
dms.jer@verizon.net
john fasulo
do boys ever get tired of playing with trains? John doesn't, and though he brings light and life to lighthouses and Irish landscapes alike, it is the monsters of steam and promise he returns to again and again as his industrial muse. call him at 845.401.0278 to get on board
andrew thomas
beacon high school student
carla goldberg
recipe for a strange new world: paint a landscape of the hudson river. rip holes in the canvas and back with brightly colored boxes, then attack said canvas with an aggressive sploosh of thick shiny resin and trap the moment in amber forever. different? you bet. memorable? oh, yeah... see more at
carlagoldberg.30art.com
chip schwartz
it takes some mad skills to make a medium as hard as metal breathe like some sea aenemone, and yet this is chip's stock in trade; from children of a one-night stand between an octopus and an umbrella to mystic table top vessels and cones. that beer stein in your den is secretly jealous. drink him up at
metlmania@gmail.com
stacey ward kelly
look what this eternal child has found! the wonder of the everyday! an arts activist with nerves of steel and a heart of gold, stacey spends as much time supporting the art of others as she does making her own. someone give her a place to lie down! or call her to your crusade at
giraffeandturtle.com
cabot parsons
watch your back. this force of nature may have perfected human cloning in his basement. how else do we explain the many sides and selves of this designer by day, master puppeteer and object performance artist by night. to see a dance to the death between Mr. Rogers and Mommie Dearest take a seat and wait for the show to start... find out curtain times at
cabotandco@aol.com
robert rutigliano
ever the reserved professional, this beacon native travels the world to bring back images from lands and spaces far and wide. spend some time with his pics and it starts to dawn on you he has only one subject: pure elusive singular light, with passion and focus that make us think he'd love to get light in the back of his uncle's chevy convertible for some hot and heavy... contact him at
rrutig@optonline.net (and bring a flashlight)
kazumi tanaka
from the ordinary, the extraordinary. kazumi's clean constructions, whether building drawers within drawers or knitting together a bird's nest of straight pins, are each and every one an object of wonder.
tanakakazumi@aol.com
elia gurna
a definitive answer to what would happen if a float-decorating cheerleader shacked up with the Dalai Lama (you DID want to know the answer to that, yes?) with her life-affirming flowers in highway-sign-bright colors or melted pudding cartoon mice, elia makes the world infinitely cheerier. put on your rose colored glasses and check her out at
eliagurna.com
robert rodriguez, jr.
robert is unabashedly head over heals in love - with the light, water and land of the valley. a veritable one-man “hudson river school,” robert ambushes the magic and magesty of our little corner of shangrala and puts it in his pocket. plus, he's super nice and friendly. don't you just hate that? take a hike with him at
robertrodriguezjr.com
raphael figueroa
can a painting preach a sermon without becoming propaganda? exhibit a) - raphael's landscape lit by a fiery sunset (or is that a distant fire?) how close must we get to find out? this painter may not answer, but as an accomplished jazz musician he's ready to play while rome burns. reach him at 845.831.0925
sónia roy
collage that you keep coming back to. sónia is definitely looking for something, and whether or not she finds it, watching her look is a wonder… want to see more of her mindmap? contact her at
soniaroy00@hotmail.com