April Kamunde, a Nairobi-born artist, immerses herself in the world of oils, skillfully crafting paintings that weave intricate narratives of personal significance. Drawing from her own life experiences, Kamunde’s art transcends the boundaries of the individual and taps into the collective, aiming to ignite meaningful dialogues. In her recent artistic endeavors, she delves into the profound concept of rest, viewed through a feminist lens. The inspiration behind Kamunde’s exploration of rest stems from a deep-seated weariness, instigated by the pandemic’s tumultuous impact and the relentless pursuit of success and fulfillment in an ever-evolving world. Within the vibrant and fast-paced setting of Nairobi, a city perpetually on the move, these challenges…
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Art by Prudence Flint
Exploring the Depths of Existence: Prudence Flint‘s Oil Painted Portraits Capture Isolation and Self-Care In the vibrant realm of art, where imagination intertwines with reality, Melbourne-based artist Prudence Flint emerges as a profound storyteller. Through her masterful strokes and evocative use of oil paints, Flint has established herself as a virtuoso of capturing the essence of existence within the familiar yet enigmatic liminal spaces we all traverse. Flint’s artistic journey delves into the profound themes of isolation, self-care, and the enigmatic beauty found in the ordinary. With each meticulously crafted portrait, she invites viewers on a contemplative voyage, urging them to explore the depths of their own emotions and experiences.…
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Oil Paintings by Gregory Jacobsen
“I paint figures, focusing on the little bits that obsess me…a little flab hanging over a waistband, ill-fitting shoes, overbites, noses, teeth, and flesh. Either through portraiture or busy tableaux, I create a world and vocabulary of characters that live and embrace their so-called faults. Over the years, this work has developed into piles that are corpulent and visceral stand-ins for characters. Meat, junk, pasties, and genital-like fruit and vegetables are constructed into heroic yet pathetic towers. These piles also act as a sort of forensic evidence and cataloging of awkward sex, gross gluttony, ridiculous masturbation rituals, and endless humiliation and failure.” – Gregory Jacobsen
