This The Range And Recent

It took a while to get to Russell’s art show — actually a show of pieces by Russell and three other artists, Rhys Bambrick, Joseph Redwood-Martinez, and Charlie Warren — but it was worth it.  The show is in the Palmer Gallery, which is on the first floor of the Main Building, the massive edifice that is the original, and therefore the oldest, building on the Vassar campus.

Russell and one of his pieces in the show

When we arrived on campus, we also were delighted to see that a feature article about Russell and the show appeared in the latest edition of the Miscellany News, the Vassar student newspaper.  A link to the article, in which Russell describes the concept of the show and talks a bit about his artistic interests, is here.

The show is quite well done.  It includes four paintings from Russell, as well as some cool prints, a large silver robot, and some multimedia pieces.  I like all of Russell’s artwork, but there were two pieces that I particularly liked.  One was a large, intensely layered study of shades of red and textures that had a very strong visual impact; the deeper reds in parts of the painting yielded to lighter orange hues that looked like an angry gash across the canvas.

Another piece I very much liked was more whimsical and playful, giving the sense of a screen shot from a video game in which a character named Frogma is locked in a death duel with a giant, mechanical villain rolling forward on massive wheels, each speaking the stylized and stilted language of video game characters.  Another of Russell’s pieces in the show had a similar video game feel, but with a more sobering theme, of storming the beaches at Normandy from the first-person standpoint of a rifle-toting American soldier in a Call of Duty-type scene.

The show runs through Thursday, March 4.

Snow, Snow, Everywhere I Go

Kish and I traveled to Poughkeepsie today for Russell’s art show — more about that in a minute — but of course the weather interfered with our plans.  We were to fly to Philadelphia, and then to Newburgh, New York.  Our flight to Philadelphia went off as planned, but when we landed in the City of Brotherly Love the snow was cascading down and our flight to Newburgh was canceled.  The next flight was not for another 12 hours, trying to take the train would have involved a delay nearly as long, and we therefore rented a car to drive up to Poughkeepsie.  It was slow going as we passed through some near white-out conditions and snow-covered roads, but finally we arrived.  It is still snowing even as I type this.

I think I speak for everyone in the Midwest and Northeast when I say, Spring cannot get here soon enough.