How about a bio- or pieces of my timeline
Bio—Jeffrey T Fitzgerald
111 York St, York ME
207 337 6002
Blue green ocean, a blue green ocean from every angle and emotion; I build. The paintings, all my work comes from the process and the subject finding a balance. From graphite dust on a surface to pigment's weight across the canvas, the painting is coupled to a place. I am often seaweed being pushed onto sand, the twain is my story.
I grew up in a city full of immigration’s glory, brimming with reciting and standing straight in line, a world of conformity and uniform- this was slipping away. Seemingly, color was being released, wonder years into/unto Jeff’s imagination. A life on newsprint paper, from superheroes in comic books, a secret cave where I constructed compositions and costumes. Batman’s cape and cowl against an endless Gotham City was zenith.
I grew up in a rocky coastal town with a beach of blissful tumult. A list of characters and props etched in my memory. Weeks of carefree, days of sun where tidal change interrupted by the fog horn was my town.
Art school was a catapult, absolutely the opposite of high school. I attended a Roman Catholic high school that had zero art classes. My portfolio was watercolors of covered bridges and pen and inks of costumed vigilantes. Upon finishing the first semester, as always and never before, life was turned on end. Art History and Abstract Expressionism stepped forward and still occupy that grand and immediate space. Found space and four walls a respite, I found a slowly swirling never still peace, working in the studio, painting through the night.
Then we lived in the city, NYC, the city forever, we covered soho, the Metropolitan, the Arts Students League and Neo-Abstract Expressionisms. There are lots of big drawings from a small and expansive sublet studio. Donna and I devoured and just barely treaded everyday expenses. Alive, passion and love bring/ brought multiple jobs and tiny bank accounts.
Back to Maine, rocky inlets busied with mollusks, frothy tantalizing Baroque ringlets of kelp and sweeping behemoths of a bitter chiseled horizon line. The paintings are explorations and answers. Color is narrative, color is research and a box to save a story.
I have just started. The next series of paintings will make me relaxed and wise as always. As always, the tide is no longer slack, now sand bars and fields of lavender sand appear, roamed by greedy gulls, I needfully return.
CMBG=Coastal Maine Botanical Gardens
solo show 6 new works -showing through Oct
Northfield Mount Hermon Faculty Art Show
Rhodes Art Center Gallery, open daily until March
Maine Art Hill,Kennebunk ME
check out my artwork year round
Barn Gallery -Ogunquit Art Association
Check this space out for whimsy and majesty. Will re-open early May 2020
BOWERSOCK GALLERY Provincetown MA
Look for my work at the end of the world. Contact Gallery via website, will be closing mid-December
Boston Art Inc. Boston Design Center-loving it
Artscope Magazine- check out my work