I was introduced to the works of U.S artist Grace O'Connor by a gallerist friend, Paul Stolper, he showcased her "Tinkerville" collection a few years ago, I have been an avid collector since. I have always favoured photo realism and the figuritive over the abstract, for me the language and sentiment is clearer. Her inspirations are pooled from her own small town, misspent adolescence and being a band groupie.
Skater dudes and floppy haired Casanovas stare out from the canvas expressing that all too familiar suburban ennui and youthful insouciance. These are prized butterflies encased within a glass frame, once transient now an indelible memory.
The detail and tonal softness of the paintings render each subject with his or her own ethereal and mesmeric beauty, in spite of the ordinariness of their surroundings. Up close you can almost smell the Budweiser and bubblegum on their breath.
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