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2008 Presenter Bio Page

A bit about some of the respected people
who demonstrate their work at
Wickford Art Association Members Meetings
during 2008 at the Wickford Art Gallery.

Vail Pagliarani

 

Vail Pagliarani

May 2008

            I grew up on Cape Cod and four of my uncles were fishermen, so it was natural to have an early interest in marine and landscape subjects. I graduated from Butera School of Art where I met my mentor and teacher, the well known painter Marshall Joyce. (featured in American Artist Feb 1977, you can still find examples of his wonderful paintings on the Rockport Art Association’s website).

            "Don’t just jump in. Twenty minutes of careful observation before you begin is better then two hours of making corrections later. Get it right from the first brush strokes if you can." Those words, spoken nearly forty years ago, were part of the classic fundamental instruction from Joyce. His influence caused me to enter and win an early award while still an art student at the Copley Society’s Annual Winter Student’s Exhibition. I have made my living as an artist my entire adult life. Beginning my career as a commercial illustrator and recently making the transition to fine art gallery painting.

            It is very common to hear from artists that they have been drawing since early childhood, It is the most natural thing in the world for those of us that became artists, it is a compulsion to create that we only begin to understand later as adults. We are always interpreting, filtering, and redefining the world around us through pictures before we even understand why we do it. I do not limit myself regarding subject matter, I am equally comfortable painting portraits as landscape/marine, still life or wildlife. I prefer a loose painterly approach, still representational but no photgraphic. What could be better then the life of an artist? It’s an early summer morning, I’m in Bar Harbor and I have just set up my french easel. I can hear the waves crashing against the rocks, smell the salt air and hear the gulls The canvas is still a perfect white blizzard, not one single brush stroke on it yet. Inspiration is taking hold and maybe today magic happens? I don’t know a better way to describe why I paint then that.