This portrait came to be through the imagination of Nikki whose friends Kathy and Cliff are the lucky companions of Bianca. A Spinone Italiano, Bianca was a pleasure to photograph and a joy to paint. Commissioned with the thought of being a gift given at Thanksgiving, all went perfectly on schedule. In this piece I see […]
Author Archives: Evan Silberman
Welcome 2021. Welcome, welcome, welcome. In a burst of gratitude to 2021 being right around the bend I did these. I needed to put something down on a surface. And after painting 2021 once I couldn’t resist doing it more so I added three boards to the batch. Four in all. Hope loves company.
Richard, my apartment building neighbor upstairs, used to give me fruitcakes at holiday time. Even in his 80’s he’d walk up to Macy’s Herald Square and bring them back. He was quite the fellow. In 2009 I used the plastic fruitcake container as canvas for his December 17th birthday gift. As for the fruitcake, it […]
In early 2002 I became Art Zen’s first featured artist. Proximity helped. The gallery was on my block. That’s my art in the window. Working with Lily was a blast. For the opening at the gallery I did up shoes for her to wear, pictured below. That’s my dad visiting the gallery and my work […]
It is staff and spring, spirit and conviction, freedom and ability. Exuberant, raw and open. Even the canvas it’s painted on is transparent. LIBERTY 14.5″x 11″, painted using acrylics and mixed medium on glass and frame, 2002, NYC.
America’s vision obscured. This painting speaks to America’s great potential and how poor leadership comes from distorted lenses and blinded principles. Painted in 2005 it unfortunately applies today. Even given all this, I believe America’s DNA is solid and will survive, integrity intact. Principle Obscura 2005 It’s painted using acrylics, adornments, and mixed […]
This is a self portrait of me. Part 1993. Part 2012. A hybrid. Walking home one night in the late 90’s I found this frame leaning against a tree in front of a brownstone ready for pick-up. I could see why they were throwing out the print. The frame, however, was a thrill for me. […]
Even in my neck of the epicenter Spring has sprung. It’s here. Bulbs are blooming and color is gifting us in flower boxes around every corner. Keep masks on, keep a distance, keep caring. Stay well, stay strong.
It’s the activated cell, the explosion of life that emerges with birth. Creation, myriad, alive and expanding outward. Painted on a fabric akin to a western bandana pattern, this piece is earthy and magical. Being beginning before our eyes. BEING BEGINS 30″x30″x1.5″, 2006, acrylic and mixed medium on printed cloth. There is some glitter, […]
I couldn’t resist repurposing these museum squares. Originally used to protect notable albums hanging on the walls of the Rose Museum in Carnegie Hall I found these clear plexi squares in a dumpster, under drywall dust, down the hall from my friend’s office who works there. The Hall was under renovation and these plexi were being discarded. I […]
I bought five tubes of paint for this piece and used every drop of each. The profile rises from the canvas like the head of a giant looking through a sixth floor window. The Samuel Adams bottle cap, at the center of the eye’s pupil, speaks to an American spirit at the center of the […]
Cathy posed for this many years after we were friends in High School. We were 11th grade sweethearts. It was High School in the 70’s, Long Island, and we sang Janis Joplin’s Mercedes Benz song on our walks. In this painting there is a wedding ring hovering low in the right corner. It’s a testament […]
Since I started painting on things, frames with glass have appealed to me. I had canvas and frame in one. The clear nature of the glass let me paint on both sides, building the art doubly. (The fragility of the glass is why I’ve gone on to acetates and plexi.) In this piece’s case, […]
My childhood chum, Kevin Eng, lived one block over from me growing up. It’s remarkable how time takes people in direction that no longer cross paths. I did this square to celebrate his family and to say thanks for sharing my younger school years with me. There are now grand-children in the family. ENG […]
It was the evening of John’s 60th birthday. The occasion needed a marker.