PMW GALLERY


OSBORNE, MARC

 

 

SIN TITULO #4 2004  ? sold

22 1/2 X 19 3/4" (framed size)

 

SIN TITULO # 8 2004   

22 1/2 X 19 3/4" (framed size)

 

 

SIN TITULO # 2   2004

22 1/2 x 19 3/4" (framed size






















 

ARTIST’S  STATEMENT

In the span of one month spent in the colonial city of San Miguel de Allende, Mexico, I produced seventeen paintings on parchment paper. They are abstract pieces which were inspired for the most part by the city’s doors and cobblestones. I worked with eight tubes of acrylic paint and discovered colors I had never seen before. Yet I might not have painted these works without the distinctive light, sounds and air of San Miguel. All of the works were dried by the sun and wind, as much tools of my trade as paintbrush and pencil.

The cries of the street vendor and the barking of rooftop dogs form the subtext of these works, as do the moments of pristine contemplative silence broken by the ringing bells across the land. 


Solo Exhibitions

 

2005        PMW Gallery, Stamford, CT

2003        Moira Fitzsimmons Arons Art Gallery, Hamden, CT

2000        PMW Gallery, Stamford CT

1999        Moira Fitzsimmons Arons Art Gallery, Hamden, CT

1996        Fine Framing, Redding, CT

1994        R & R Gallery, Stamford, CT

1993        PMW Gallery, Stamford, CT

 

Group Exhibitions

 

2002        Moira Fitzsimmons Arons Art Gallery, Hamden, CT

1999        "The Painting Show" Moira Fitzsimmons Arons Art Gallery, Hamden, CT

1995        Connecticut Invitational  John Slade Ely Gallery, New Haven, CT

1994        "Order & Chaos"  Artspace Invitational, New Haven, CT

 

Biography

 

1953        Born Montevideo, Uruguay

1971        Graduated Institut Le Rosey, Rolle/Gstaad, Switzerland

1973        A.A. Degree, Franklin college, Lugano, Switzerland

1975        B.A. Degree, Skidmore College, Saratoga Springs, NY

1980        M.A. Degree, New York University, New York, NY

Present    Teaches at Hamden Hall in Hamden, Connecticut




PASAJES ESCOGIDOS DE MI DIARIO DE SAN MIGUEL

                JULIO DE 2004

 

*Una señora echa agua sobre la acera en frente de su tienda con delicadez, con la mano, como si diera de comer a las gallinas. Después se pone a barrer. En vez de echar el agua de una vez y limpiar, toma su tiempo y disfruta de su labor.

 *Las garzas prehistóricas descansan en los arboles, elegantes y observadoras, y vuelan por el cielo claro con el primer soplo de viento: una vista emocionante.

 *Las siete de la tarde, y una lluvia a cántaros cae sobre toda la ciudad, transformando las calles en rios rabiosos. Las goteras de los edificios verten cantidades prodigiosas de agua sobre los paseantes que ahora corren como ardillas en cada sentido, buscando amparo en los umbrales de las famosas puertas de San Miguel. Alejandra llega al Restaurante El Pegaso minutos antes que nosotros, empapada hasta los huesos. Fernando y René, amigos meseros, quitan un gran mantel blanco de una mesa ya puesta y se lo ofrecen en lugar de una toalla. Se lo devolveremos mañana lavado y estirado, aunque no les importa en absoluto: lo que sí les importa es que Ali se vaya secando mientras nos espera.

 *Compro un marco de hoja de oro, perfecto para alguna obra futura. La señorita que me lo envuelve lleva guantes de red negros. Le digo que me gustan y que le gustarían aún más a mi hija. Sin vacilación alguna se los quita y me los ofrece de regalo para Alejandra … Quedo encantado y sorprendido por su gesto de generosidad, pero no las acepto porque “a Ud. le quedan tan bien que no puedo llevármelos.” Con eso me ofrece una sonrisa y se los vuelve a poner. Algo decepcionada de que no los haya aceptado pero contenta de que los haya apreciado.

 *El Jardín, plaza central de San Miguel. A las nueve de la noche. Evento inseperado: la plaza está llena de toda la sociedad eclectica de San Miguel: niños con globos, turistas, ciegos, pordioseros, residentes todos bajo un esplendido cielo estrellado, para un espectáculo de baile mexicano tradicional. Por una hora, todo es color, música, alegría, con la Parroquia encendida de luces … inolvidable. “ Never a dull moment!”

 

 

 EXCERPTS FROM MY SAN MIGUEL DIARY

              JULY OF 2004 (translation)

 

*A woman tosses water on the sidewalks in front of her store delicately, with her hand, as if she were feeding chickens. Then she starts to mop. Instead of pouring out the water all at once and mopping, she takes her time and enjoys her task.

 *The prehistoric herons rest in the trees, elegant and observant, and fly through the limpid sky with the first gust of wind: an exhilarating sight.

 *Seven in the afternoon and a pouring rain falls over the entire city, transforming the streets into raging rivers. The spouts extending from the buildings spill prodigious quantities of rainwater over the passersby who are running like squirrels every which way, looking for shelter in the thresholds of San Miguel’s famous doors. Alexandra arrives at El Pegaso Restaurant minutes before us, soaked to the bone. Fernando and René, waiter friends, take a large white tablecloth off a table already set and offer it to her in lieu of a towel. We will return it washed and ironed, although they are hardly concerned: what they do care about is that Ali dries out while she waits for us.

 *I buy a gold leaf frame, perfect for some future piece. The young woman who wraps it for me is wearing black fish net gloves. I tell her I like them and that my daughter would like them even more. Without the slightest hesitation she takes them off and offers them to me as a gift for Alexandra … I am enchanted and surprised by her gesture of generosity but I don’t accept them because “they look so good on you that I can’t take them.” With that she smiles and puts them back on, somewhat disappointed that I haven’t accepted them but glad that I appreciate them.

 *El Jardin, the main square of San Miguel, at nine in the evening. An unexpected event; the square is filled with the eclectic society of San Miguel: children with balloons, tourists, blind beggars, all residents under a splendid starry night for a spectacle of traditional Mexican dancing. For an hour, all is color, music, joy, with the Parroquia cathedral in lights. Unforgettable. “Never a dull moment!”




 
















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