Steven Rhude - Paintings/Drawings

Possibly seen near Port Williams, NS Portrait of a Young Woman, Pen and Ink, circa 1987, Steven Rhude Detail Detail Steven Rhude, Wolfville, NS

Possibly seen near Acadia University Hiking Trail - Gold Fish Pond - Wolfville, NS Collosium Drawing, coloured pencils, date unknown, Steven Rhude Detail Detail

Possibly seen in back alley, Shoppers Drugmart, Wolfville, NS. Classical Nude, oil brush drawing with conte, 18"x 24", Steven Rhude Detail Detail Detail Steven Rhude, Wolfville, NS.

Lost Drawings,  Steven Rhude  Years ago while travelling from Rome back to Florence, Italy, I inadvertently left a precious (to me) drawing book on the seat of a late night train. It was filled with drawings of city and rural landscape, people and figurative observations, architectural features and studies of museum paintings and sculptures. Lost Drawings #2, Steven Rhude I understand drawing is not a lost art form. However, in an era of post modernism, I now realise I had lost not just a compilation of drawings, but a synopsis of a period of academic training which has periodically been questioned by the art establishment. Lost Drawings #3, Steven Rhude Over the next few months I hope to recreate the kind of possible location or fate that my drawings in general may have been subject to in the form of hypothetical outcomes. Using photography, the possibilities are endless as I probe the satirical passing of my drawing in a digital age of instant image...

Rearrangement Detail Detail "Give a man a fish and you'll feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish, and he'll buy a funny hat. Talk to a hungry man about fish, and your a consultant." Scot Adams Steven Rhude, Wolfville, NS

Rearrangement, Drawing Book detail - Rearrangement, drawing book Rearrangement detail detail The other day I went to an art supply store to buy a sketch book. I didn't feel comfortable with what I saw - everything was so... neat and impersonal. Who sketches anyways? Why don't they call them idea books, or thinkin' papers. Sketchin' reminds me of that red and gray Etch-a-sketch box given to me as a child years ago. So, I went home and poured a glass of wine and took out Gerald Ferguson's Standard Corpus of English Usage...  I used it as a conceptual  door stop for years.  Not anymore. Steven Rhude, Wolfville, NS

Road Apples, oil on canvas, 40" x 44", Steven Rhude It had to be pointed out to him.  That it was an early memory constituting a routine drive to a spot where a black wrought iron fence bordered a graveyard and an old church.   At the time it was still a country road. In the summer the road  tar heated up to create a sticky sensation when tire met surface. A tearing sound that intensified as the car sped up, or diminished as the car slowed down.  Eventually the road would become a six lane thorough fare intersecting a major suburban development. But he was too young to contemplate all that. All he could recall was the apple trees bordering the road and the "grounders" that ended up in the path of the on coming cars.  He recalled the sweet smell of the apples - those road apples, and the subsequent transfer to another vehicle.    Steven Rhude, Wolfville, NS