Monoprints

Artists Describing Their Art:

Donna Gallant - Art is a daily routine in my life. I see, hear, taste, feel and smell the life that surrounds me and I am inspired by the simplest aspects of this world. Whether it be the way the light hits an object or the way objects or forms move in space. I find it all so fascinating and alive. I try to portray these experiences and expressions through my art making....

Dana Zivanovits - Dana Zivanovits was born in 1958 in Columbus, Ohio and received his art training from the Columbus College of Art and Design (1978 to 1982). After art school, he went abroad for a year and studied the art of the old masters in London, Paris, Madrid, Rome and Venice. Returning to his studio in Columbus to develop these influences into a new body of work, he then traveled to Mexico and studied the sculpture and painting of that country for an extended period. The unique and vivid colors of Palenque and Vera Cruz intensified his palette. After a period in Ohio, he then moved to Venice Beach, California where the brilliant light of the region reinforced his desire to capture effects of sunlight and atmosphere. Returning to Ohio in 1995, he has continued to paint themes deriving inspiration form sources such as world mythology, classic and B-grade cinema, literature and dreams. However his primary inspiration is direct observation from nature, versus an approach based in art theories or cultural critique. Dana has been widely represented by galleries and exhibition projects including Julie Rico and Mega Boom in Los Angeles, the Venice Art Detour, Around the Coyote Festival in Chicago ...

James Mayor - For years of my life I was used as a tool of destruction. As I drifted farther and farther from decency I found myself closer and closer to death. At the pinnacle of my transformation I found myself balancing on a blades edge. One side was darkness and the other is who I am today. It was at this junction of life and death I sat on my brother in armsaEURtm lifeless corpse, while enemies fell around me by the dozens. In the midst of the bloodshed I took a second to gather my thoughts and settle my trembling hands. The event that transpired, which caused life to course through my veins again, was one where I tasted death where I felt more alive than I ever have or ever will again. It was the moment where I noticed flying above me, a beautiful pair of butterflies, dancing without a care in the world, unaffected by the screams of dying men. It was in this brief moment of tranquility when I realized that I needed to break away from this destructive niche I have embodied and give value to life. I have found that creation is the farthest thing from ...