november twenty first-122cm X 122cm- acrylic, silver leaf, glue. frame made from found wood, jar of painted macaroni, painted found nesting dolls
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- ryan lefebvre
- i turned up in ryan's life a few years past. i was, at the time, a romantic atypical poet, a man seeking a woman to shack up with, a hack kind of writer. what i found ryan to be was something quite extraordinary. i've admired others before, as people do from time to time (which is pleasant to say the least) but it was him who, over the last few tenuous and time-tainted years has won my admiration more significantly and moreover as a painter and protagonist in his own novelesque way of life. the point in all this is that the work he lends quietly screams and tacitly survives, no, even thrives with all the human dramas and enlightened struggles aside so with him comes moments of glad grace. i never asked or needed to ask him why he painted, whether he himself needed to paint, as i needed to write, was not important. the fact is, and the story becomes clear, when i tell you he laughed when i had written a story about "the artist in his grey period", that was all i really needed to know. it could have been the whim of the world gone wrong for all i knew and cared. the fact is he painted, and continued to paint when others would not. he could have told me he would. s ahmed