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From the Sketch Books of Raymond Lavin
Raymond Lavin
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About Me
- Ray Lavin
- PERSONAL STATEMENT: My work is a collage of the fragments of my thinking life. It is made up of signs, letters, numbers, jokes, mime, and shapes pretending to be what they are not – all are attempts at dialogue with the viewer. As an artist, I am absorbed with the interplay and conflict of color, with problems of form, and with how far I can push both within the restrictions I have introduced. This complex play of color and form can change over long periods of time. Because of this, my paintings are layered with the ideas and philosophies of several decades, representing my own evolutions and revolutions as a person. I am aware that this effort to identify meaning has certain mystery about it. As it is impossible to pin down the being of a person, so it is with my work. My understanding of my own work is endlessly shifting: success becomes failure and my vision becomes a re-vision shaped by my mind’s own ever repeating criticism (critique). Being remains a mystery even as art struggles to define it. dummylavin@yahoo.com
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