Crystal Liu

“the moon,” a new series of drawings from crystal liu.

"like all of her work, these use nature as metaphor to explore human emotion.   her inconography of trees, water, rocks, mountains, clouds and the stars and moon recount stories, or maybe it’d be more accurate to say open-ended fables.   because even after you’ve deciphered her symbolic language, it’s never really certain what’s going on.

of course, that’s what makes them interesting…   every viewer brings their own interpretation based on their experience (and issues).  think of them as psychological landscapes.  or representational rorschachs.

is the tree supporting the moon here?  a gentle caress? a tender embrace?   or is the moon pushing the tree around?  bullying.  holding it down.  turning it into a bent thing… incapable of reaching its potential?

is the moon an obligation?  a burden?  you know the expression, “the weight of the world on your shoulders.”

perhaps the moon is illuminating the reflection of the birch…  the lamp in a portrait of self-evaluation.  trees, in liu’s vocabulary, certainly represent people…   bundles of secret hopes, insecurities and longings.

and as is always the case, when there are more personalities involved, things gets more complicated.

reflections, crystal says, might actually be another place.  otherworldly.  an alternate reality.  perhaps a dream.   are the two trees sharing the same dream?   joseph conrad’s the secret sharer comes to mind…

or are they jousting?    now i’m thinking of the stories of male elk who lock horns over a potential mate…  then starve to death when they can’t break free.

“the moon was so beautiful, that the ocean held up a mirror.”    — ani difranco, everest, track 6 on up, up, up

in this series, there’s a sense of reaching…   of striving toward something.  i think maybe they’re about an attempt find the unattainable.  or maybe they’re about something else entirely.”

 each work is made of watercolor, gouache, ink and gold leaf on paper and is 15 inches square.

Crystal Liu was the Gold Medal Award winner at Ontario College of Art and Design when she graduated with her BFA in 2003. She completed her MFA at the San Francisco Art Institute in 2005. Her photos hail from cities such as Toronto, San Francisco, Chicago and Glasgow. Landscapes float up into view with a delicate touch more akin to painting than photography. Their vastness and freedom allow viewers to surrender, re-imagine, or re-create them as personal reverie or memory. In the summer of 2005 she joined the Hosfelt Gallery in San Francisco.



 Christina Pettersson

3”Reality is not simply the world as it exists outside our minds but the product of the imagination as it shapes the world.

They have been here forever, exposing all that has disappeared, ghosts of the stories that might have been. This is the nature of isolation. What we can know of our own lives is in fact as limited as what we know of the world’s past. As one grows older, fragments of memory condense, like single lines of poetry, and an ever-narrowing frame of reference seeks to explain ever-widening gaps. Amputated remembrances become isolated, the rare artifacts of a life. Yet the body itself, being the first and final object, continues to radiate in the mind’s eye, like a magic lamp. In the end this work achieves what memory and the body cannot, a kind of immortality.”  Christina



Delicate sculptures of girls flowers by Louis Treserras

Louis Treserras is a self taught artist. For him his artistic adventure began in childhood. He has been painting since30 years. His style is very poetic and he uses distinct and soft range of colors. He is a contemporary artist and has a highly classical technique and attitude. He explores his own inner emotions through his paintings. For the past 30 years he has been painting mysterious nudes.