Friday, 30 June 2017

Roxanne rows to Abbozzo Gallery

Roxanne Rowing off Canso During WW2, oil on canvas, 52" x 32". Steven Rhude

Abbozzo Gallery, Toronto: In honour of Canada Day and the 150th anniversary of Confederation, we’ve mounted an exhibition in the Main Gallery and The Project Room featuring art work by our artists from across the country, representing different areas of Canada, and sometimes art work that just has the colour red! 

Thursday, 18 May 2017

Colville's Dilemma, oil on masonite, 24" x 24", Steven Rhude

  “Against a regiment I oppose a brain, and a dark horse against an armoured train.”
- Roy Campbell

I moved to Wolfville NS. from Lunenburg about six years ago to provide reliable and good public education for my two boys. Wolfville seemed like a sensible place to live. It didn't seem to like to eat its young, it didn't shutter its own schools and export children over an hour down the road to some isolated field for indoctrination. It has a university art gallery with strong cultural programming, a vibrant main street, a town  council that listens to it's citizens, and somehow it has developed the sense of an inter generational community that I haven't experienced else where.

Living in Wolfville, the Colville legacy came as a bonus. He gave credibility to the vocation of being an artist. He made rurality a part of his existential equation that had a recognized appeal. For anyone who wanted to think about painting as a serious affair, he was a perfect example to cite, so it seems fitting to save Colville's Horse and Train homage for last.

 I never met Alex Colville, my wife Simone did though, when she interviewed him for a study sponsored by the University of Waterloo regarding why artists settle by choice in rural regions rather than urban centres. Linking the study with groups, Alex was critical and noted he disliked most artist collectives like the group of Seven for instance. However, his interview was insightful and revealed his strong individuality, thought process, and knowledge of small town life. Wolfville was good for Colville, an ideal place to chart his way using his own painting, through a world on a collision course between old ideals and new technology,  - a modern drama destined to play out before his and our very own eyes. It may be he sensed that the later half of the twentieth century train was in desperate need of a brakeman, but that point too seemd to have been passed by. 

A person familiar with the Tantramar Marshes in New Brunswick would probably recognize the stage Colville chose for that powerful, dark horse charging down the tracks. In reality a forgone conclusion, but painting is never reality, and horses can and do stare down a one eyed steel demon where all other agencies may have failed. So existentially, we don't quite know the outcome of this collision of thought. But we can and are currently still experiencing it.

Colville considered the work exceedingly morbid and that it would probably never attract a private collector (although that would likely not be the case today), so the Art Gallery of Hamilton snapped up a national icon, and with it a disturbing and on going narrative.

Steven Rhude, Wolfville, NS

Wednesday, 17 May 2017

de Chrico's Voyage

de Chirico's Voyage, oil on masonite, 24" x 20", Steven Rhude

"In the neighborhood I grew up in, people did not spend time outside their houses. I often played games as a child that centered around life after a neutron bomb. I would imagine I was the only person left alive; solitary, playing with my Hula-hoop in the driveway; the TVs flickering through the windows of houses nearby were simply remnants of a lost civilization. If I walked into one, I’d find a skeleton sitting in a La-Z-Boy bathed in the glow of The Price Is Right."
 - Cara Hoffman

Steven Rhude, Wolfville, NS


Monet's Moment

Monet's Moment, oil on masonite, 24" x 24", Steven Rhude

"For me, a landscape does not exist in its own right, since its appearance changes at every moment; but the surrounding atmosphere brings it to life - the air and the light which vary continually. For me, it is only the, surrounding atmosphere which gives subjects their true value."
  • Claude Monet (1891); as quoted in: National Gallery of Australia, ‎Michael Lloyd, ‎Michael Desmond (1992), European and American paintings and sculptures 1870-1970 in the Australian National Gallery, p. 75

Tuesday, 16 May 2017

The Cipher

Matisse's Blue Cipher, oil on masonite, 14" x 12", Steven Rhude

To Shear:
1. To remove (fleece or hair) by cutting or clipping.
2. To remove the hair or fleece from.
3. To cut with or as if with shears: shearing a hedge.
4. To divest or deprive as if by cutting

Even though it makes a good story that the aged Matisse turned to cut outs as illness struck, it is known that he first experimented with the concept in the 1930's. However, "drawing in space", as Matisse called it, suggests a code or disguised form of expression, and with a pair of tailor shears it is nothing short of enchanting as his late work involved large hand painted coloured papers, cutting, pins, and the flux of compositional manuvering. 

Steven Rhude, Wolfville, NS

Monday, 15 May 2017


Picasso's Dream, oil on masonite, 24" x 24", Steven Rhude

Picasso in many respects was one big dream, or nightmare depending on how one views his art and time, and his various artistic periods. Picasso's portrayal of contemporary man and his wars, was very much the story of man's inhumanity to man with little time to consider the consequences of his actions, or spiritual decline. Carnality for Picasso was the antidote.

 Dreaming turbulently, mirroring an image of the twentieth century, Picasso's world was deeply inhabited by those women he seduced and transformed into his muses, consuming them until his creativity was almost exhausted, enough so that a new muse was needed to enable the dream to continue, and so making their dreams into his dream as the cycle of the artist/model manifested.

The muse for Picasso's "The Dream" was Marie-Thérèse Walter whom he met when she was seventeen and he in his forties. In 1977, four years after Picasso’s death, Marie-Thérèse Walter hung herself in the garage of her home in France. She was 68 years old.

Steven Rhude, Wolfville, NS