Color  Light  Atmosphere

Random patterns

A smoky blue, shifting to a subtle cool grey, shifting to a warm grey green

Blue Violet Skies

A row of trees standing like people, watching

Lines, Roads, Pathways

A plowed field

Early morning fog, Evening sky

The shape of trees reaching

Pushing paint with a brush across a surface

Statement

Landscape as Metaphor

I’ve been making art since I can remember.  It was the thing I got positive attention for and I was good at it. So, I made art. I went on to earn a Bachelor of Fine Arts and a Master of Fine Arts degree in Drawing and Painting in 1996. I continue to make art. I continue to seek an understanding of my vision, trying through each new painting or series to understand what draws me to create.

I first began to trust my direction into landscape while living in Italy (1999-2002.)  I painted the mountains, fields, fog, and color.  When I arrived in San Antonio in 2002, I felt the same pull to record, understand, and express my experience of the land and space I witnessed. Texas skies never disappoint.

For many years, I painted on location in Utah, Italy, Texas, Michigan, and West Virginia, which helped train my eye and touch for color as well as develop the ability to capture the essence of a place quickly.  I have especially fond memories of being parked along country roads in Italy while the locals approached to watch me paint.  I was not fluent in Italian, nor they in English, the art spoke for us.  I sold several wet paintings during that time in Italy when my family was stationed there with the US Air Force. 

Now-a-days, I usually begin paintings using a personal reference photo but release myself from the exactitude of it to highlight the abstraction, color, pattern, line and texture that draws my attention and demands an attempt to understand. I am also free to explore the action and movement of paint on the surface which is a never-ending source of mystery to me. The painting process leads my pursuit to capture the psychology of the space and experience. 

For 3 ½ years now, I have been painting the same landscape view from the back porch of my house which sits on top of a low ridge in Far West San Antonio, facing West.  It has never once looked the same. The color, depth, space, temperature, texture, sky, wind, rain, detail, season, and that bizarre thin, glowing, yet, ever-changing line of color that rests between the top edge of the land and bottom edge of the sky, is constantly in flux. The choice to limit the subject has allowed me to see how the work has always been a metaphor for my life; how it has always reflected my introverted, contemplative self. The paintings are telling my story, my secrets, my fears, and hopes.

Marjorie Lindsay

If interested, please contact the Felder Gallery in San Antonio, TX about any works with their link.  For all other work you may communicate with me through the contact form. 

Thank you for visiting.

Marjorie Lindsay