Sometimes it’s painting a set, spatter and wash
Or it’s painting a memory, on a stone in the woods with light behind and water ahead
It feels like a bridge falling down, my mind as it moves to reach the surface through my hands
Mostly I try to remember not to paint a fish, but the passage of it’s leap from the water
and to keep everything open down to the bottom, so that shapes and lines can call to each other in time.
The paintings, the eight waterfalls are represented, and they’ll hang together in four days. -Paul
Paul Theriault began to work with with wood, paint and paper while he studied as a scenic designer, and began to learn what pictures to make in the years before, during and since, his attention constantly arrested by any appearance of a drip, puddle, pond, or waterfall. When not in the studio, he is a bookseller in Boston, Massachusetts, where he lives with his wonderful wife, son and daughter.
Opening Reception – Friday, April 11, 5-7pm