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Listing # 12915
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Category: Landscape Primary Color: Green
Technique: Painting Secondary Color: Brown
Support: Canvas Condition: Excellent
Material: Oil Signature: Yes
Framed: Yes Price (US $): 12000

Artist: Thomas Jewusiak
Title: Catskill Falls
Height(in): 20" Width: 26" Depth: 0"
Height(cm): 50 cm Width: 65 cm Depth: 0 cm
Medium: Oil on canvas
Year: 2006
Edition Size:
Notes: Photorealism, Hyperrealism or Neither
Artist’s Statement

Although often described as a photorealist I reject the description of the style of my painting as photorealistic. I make no attempt to duplicate a photograph. Although there can be a valid artistic point in doing this, it is decidedly not my point. I attempt to communicate a reality or rather an illusion of actuality, as perceived by the eye and mind that is more intense, more concentrated than that which can be captured by the camera and lens alone. I also attempt a more honest portrayal of what is real than can be than produced by the simple photograph. Since many of my paintings are purely conceptual, existing originally only in the imagination, or as a distillation or manipulation of many separate scenes that may exist, did exist or I think existed, the charge of “merely” duplicating a photograph is particularly galling. By representing the finest detail in paint I attempt to foster the illusion, (or foist the illusion), to give a perceived concrete existence to a pure product of the interpretive imagination. The sometimes excruciating detail is fundamental to the intended impression, a sleight of hand (or eye), where we are perhaps distracted by the minutia, enamored of it and thus lulled into a forgetfulness that the whole is artifice, an elaborate construct that takes on a life entirely its own, an exaggerated reality so real that it seems dream-like, a dream more real than waking.