breeze, 6"x6", pen and ink on paper
i am getting over the moon excited about yellena james' show in october. the more i look at her art the more personal connection i find to the work. its like the style of hip, sumptuous, smart, lush drawing i'd always hoped would someday come off my pen if i kept doodling long enough (sadly, this never came to fruition, so far i've mastered bubbles though i have been told they look like pokemon).
i've often said that my favorite kind of art is that which says something. i've argued up and down that the art that we exhibit at the gallery should go beyond merely decorative and should have a voice, it should comment in some way on the world, on the human condition. this has often caused mention of abstract work, which is hard to say has any particular story to tell, and whether or not my need for discursiveness invalidates the importance of abstract, or purely visual work. yellena's work is certainly subtle and soft-spoken, it may not defame the presidency or draw attention to the global famine crisis, but that doesn't mean it doesn't have heart. each intimate world that she creates has its own ethos, its own special ability to radiate an emotional range that most anyone can relate to.
i can't wait to transform the gallery into her world.
flare, 11x16", pen and ink on paper