For Year Seventeen in my 20-Year-Guggenheim series, I returned to 89th Street and 5th Avenue to paint on-location. Once again, the vibes, energy, conversations and weather dictated the canvas… my reason for creating on-site.
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There are eighteen greens at Augusta National — I’m painting each one. Beginning in 2020 with “Golden Bell“, I’m delighted to share the sixth works in my “Masters Series” — “Flowering Peach”, hole #3 at The Masters.
I celebrated Rory’s magical victory, with a painting showcasing a labyrinth of thousands of individual hand-painted swirls, following two pointillism-focused works.
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Jerry Seinfeld is a fan of “the”. Not wanting his writers to waste time coming up with titles… a simple equation was established = The + Situation.
In “The Letter”, Episode 21, Season 3; Jerry’s girlfriend paints a portrait of Kramer. The result? ‘The Kramer’. And so, my painting, based on a painting created on a show about nothing, is titled, ‘The, The Kramer’.
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Twenty-four years ago, I found myself wandering the Museum of Fine Arts Boston. There, I encountered many magnificent works from the usual suspects… Picasso, Stuart Davis, Pollock, El Greco — by all accounts, a nice little Saturday.
As I dove deeper into the collection, I stumbled upon “The White Hat” by Jean-Baptiste Greuze. This work stopped me dead in my tracks. The painting itself was magnificent. The brush strokes, the tonality, the chiaroscuro. Her gaze is both seductive and haunting. Painted around 1780, history maintains this figure was a figment of the artist’s imagination… an invented woman. I reject this notion. She struck me as real. Visceral.
Free-flowing, revealing outfits were en vogue in the late 1700’s… yes, and still — there is a staggering vulnerability on display. A salacious Mona Lisa of sorts. And so, 24 years later, White Hat found her way to my easel in first Minnesota, then Idaho, and became Re-Mastered.
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During my commute to and from Borbay Studios & Gallery, I often promise to — “get out there and capture Teton Valley’s beauty.”
With my eldest daughter Coraline home-schooling, I found that very moment. As for the location? A generous offer from my good friends Andy and Lisa Daniels presented itself. They allowed us to set-up and paint their breathtaking view of the Teton River.
And so, I set out to challenge myself to create a 40″X48″ painting from life, crafted with a palette knife and loads of Liquitex Heavy Body Acrylic Paint.
Read moreI had the distinct pleasure of joining Alan Olsen on The American Dreams Show. Mr. Olsen, the Managing Partner of GROCO, Advisors to the Ultra-Affluent; and I met at The Bronze Buffalo Ranch, in glorious Teton Valley.
I’d love to hear your thoughts on the interview personally. Worth noting, if you’d prefer to review the podcast transcript — you can view it in-full here.
Before I go, Mr. Olsen recently published a book entitled “Discovering Your Legacy: A Journey of Values, Purpose, and Impact”. It’s a fabulous read — I highly recommend grabbing a copy.
Thank you for having me Alan, and I really appreciate your help with everything Aaron.
Borbay live-paints the University of Wyoming Art Museum's Black Tie Gala. Watch his Thunderbird Lodge neon painting come to life, with behind the scenes photos and commentary.
For the 16th work in my 20-Year-Guggenheim Series, I re-visited to the streets of New York to paint on 5th Avenue.
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It began with Amen Corner… last year, I went back to one… this year, I painted the second green at Augusta National. Typically, I begin during the first tee shot, and sign when the final putt drops. This year, I had the great fortune of playing a Member Guest during The Masters… and so, I was forced to finish post-tournament.
Virgo mentality — forgive me!
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“Get The Picture” by Bianca Bosker is a fascinating art world exposé. The ART WORLD? Gigantic and infinitesimal. The center? Manhattan. My home of 13 years. Despite being full-time since July 2, 2009 — a self-represented artist based in Idaho is an extreme art world outsider.
Accordingly, the following had me spitting coffee:
“…at certain Brooklyn openings, you could reliably revive a stalled-out conversation by shitting on Gagosian, capitalism, or painting, all of which were roughly synonymous.”
Gold, Jerry. Gold! Right there and then, “Roughly Synonymous” was born.
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