Paul R. Seftel




thursday, july 30, 2009
Artists for Dalai Lama

Currently on tour through Germany (29.07 – 02.09), Artists For Dalai Lama project will kick off His Holiness initiative with an official exhibition at the Union Halle in Frankfurt Germany.

United Creators will present a small but significant mixed media tryptic of my work, dealing with the underlying fabric of consciousness, weaving together an abstract and ethereal essence to create tangible forms that exist like an artifact appearing as if from another space in time.

Using mixed metal minerals, oxidation techniques and vintage postage stamps, this work is about mediums and messages, time and eternity, spirit and matter. Collected by renowned musicians, actors, activists and fortune 500 CEOs, my work is known for its psycho spiritual presence, hidden messages, essence and beauty, and certainly will be in good company featured among other renowned artists presented by the Krauts Gallery and Thema Communications.  

United Creators have the blessing and pleasure to broadcast the exhibition as a digital light installation on two enormous LED screens in the center of Manhattan thanks to their collaboration with MediaNow at The Times Square Building - the former NY Times headquarters on 43rd street at Times Square.



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monday, july 06, 2009
Here and Now…Barcelona 2009

 

 
 
Having the opportunity to exhibit, live and work in spain this summer has been a godsend. My inner palette has been replenished with colours. Beyond, the turquoise blues of clear skies and deep oceans, the sumptuous burnt oxide oranges and soft golden yellows of the Mediterranean buildings, the age and texture of Roman architecture in the stone edifices infect my mind and body as I walk through the ancient and seemingly endeless maze of streets that comprise the old quarters in Barcelona.
 
I haven’t even begun my journey through Gaudi’s psychedelic mind, but the surface is ready, the canvas is primed and ready to be spilled onto. From Picasso and Dali, to Miro and Tapies, the inspiration of great Catalonian artists is evident everywhere I go. In every step, at every turn, I understand them as my brothers in arts, greats- yes, a world apart, no. I can read the language and structure behind it, understanding the raison d’etre and the discovery within….
 
Exhibiting a series of works at Red O3 Gallery in the Born has been a joy. A small space, in the centre of it all, it remains a hidden gem, whose flat files and hidden recesses reveal works of a group of truly talented international artists. I am touched and honoured to have been invited and made welcome by artist Joso Vidal and the gallery owner Marcela Jardon
 
The works I’ve been showing have been an experimental configuration. An installation of 9 pieces, it is a jigsaw in which there are broad variables of positioning and evocation. I’ve titled the piece ‘Totems’. Traditionally , totems, have been a ingenious indigenous way of telling story of self, identity and ancestry in relation to the ‘animas’ – the soul and spirit to which a tribe has related or felt connected. In my pieces it is a faceless, space, one of cosmic identity, as marks, scratches and indentations on the surface of time. In some religions, depicting a person or form is considered idolatry, and as with these pieces, I am seeking to communicate a universal language, through the process of mirroring. When we see ourselves in the mirror of time, how do we appear? As moss, as movement, as change…
 
These pieces represent The One, and The Many. A Universal Story. Oneness and separation, togetherness and the space in between. As a numerology puzzle there is also a convincing visual interplay, for those who want to look at it that way. I’ve altered the installation 3 times now. Each new week of exhibition, I’ve been playing with the structure and format, allowing the strength of the pieces to be read, seen and experienced differently. Not because I’m unhappy with it, but because I am! And I’m exploring the way an infinitude of possibilities can both appear and be embraced.
 
The first structure was 9 as One. 3 vertical, 3 horizontal, 3 vertical. It had connotations of the ancient Taoist divinatory text, the I Ching. The second was all 9 pieces vertically, which elicited responses and reminders of such architectural anomalies from Stonehenge onwards! And the final configuration is as One, Three and Five… 1 for Oneness, 3 for the sacred triune, and 5 for Earth and energy human and divine…


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thursday, april 30, 2009
art on the radio

For many years, i've been interested in the medium of radio. It always seemed to me there was much more potential for a 'theatre of the mind' type listener experience. i was fortunate enough to have such an experience recently, in a interview with a NYC stand up comedienne, poet and auteur, Laura Dinnebeil.

Laura has been hosting a series of interviews of artists, aptly named 'The Unseen Hand', and i had the good fortune of being invited on the show, broadcast by NY talk radio.

You can hear the podcast at 

http://tribecaradio.net/wpradioblog/the-unseen-hand-w/the-unseen-hand-7/

For me, it felt like a small coup. just the opportunity to test my metal and personal comfort zone with this kind of format was great, and i was happy that i rose to the challenge, and left feeling enthused as opposed to a past self who would have been very uncomfortable being questioned in such an improvised manner.

Most of us Artist's have no more understanding of the Art world at large as the general public. it is filled with faux mystery and academic understandings that only keep up the superficial pretense and protective stance of those who justify stolen thrones. Part of my perpetual mission is to demystify the process and industry of Art. Of course it's been a round about route, and i've traveled down the rabbit hole in search of answers, only to come out the other end with a simple understanding and approach to the what, why's and workings of the Art World.

This is just a small expression of that long journey.

Enjoy 



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friday, july 04, 2008
Return to sender

 

Re: Posted - The stamp project  
Paul Seftel
 
When our lost history is resurrected, the messages of our predecessors are revealed in unexpected ways. Ideas, hopes and lost dreams remain, unforgotten. Our imprint very nearly blanketing the globe, marks of communication reaching further than we can fathom. Inspiration and art forms unveil themselves in the tiniest of places, as we consciously leave our stamp upon the world. Turning from physical to digital, mail is transformed to email, the object transfigures back into idea, and art is observed in a jpg.
And instant messages and text completely out date traditional post. Nowadays, to post something often means to make public a notice. And with our short attention spans and quick communications, we usually fail to notice the rich old substance, artful details and poignant messages saturated in the ways in which we communicate and relate. As a psychological experience, art exists as do we, in public, and in ourselves, and the repercussions of noticing the small things and bringing attention to the details can have a penetrating impact collectively and personally.
 
Somehow in my circumnavigation of the world and thought, my interest in the beauty of hidden messages and lost worlds delivered me to a trove of old postage stamps.Most people have collected or thought about it once, and so can relate. Intrigued to encounter what was kept locked away, it feels like a discovery of artifacts. I’m interested in these spent messages. Cancelled or ‘franked’, this is what they are. The random abstraction of the franking mark surprises me, in its’ one of a kind nature impressed upon the face. It may conjure a specific place and time from any moment past. Imbued with history and experience it transports our lucid perception, sent not only in space, but as historical ephemera, in time. And with multiplicity being strength found in numbers, there is a language spoken with the art of a stamp that is practically universal. Creating an intentional warp in the weave of time, the point is an act of awareness, to notice and perhaps slip through into another era of thought for a moment, and to notice the synchronicity of time and place.
 
On the 31st of July 2008, on 23rd St between 7 Ave and Broadway, in conjunction with the SVA residency program in Public Art and AIOP (Art in odd places), A small selection of 7 individual cancelled stamps from the mid 20th Century shall reappear, reposted at least 50 times each. All US postage stamps, many of them native New Yorkers, messaged around the city over 50 years ago. My strategy will be randomly based on ritual, pattern and repetition. Furthermore, a call for artists will be posted on Craigslist.org and the news will spread by other parallel media, hopefully engaging others in active spirit and intent of ‘Re: Posting’. Old Posted stamps should begin to appear as if they have always been there woven through city streets and paths around the world, as though a collective conscious message is revealed in time. In a large enough action, I think greater mindfulness and awareness of the small details in everyday life may be inspired and produced at large. A surreptitious act of great sensitivity, it is meant as a return to sender from Collectors to the Public Domain.

 

 

 



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wednesday, april 30, 2008
the found art

There was a night, many years go now, when I was sleeping beneath a tarp and blankets woven beneath branch poles in a lean to against a big rock. High up in a wilderness preserve in the Colorado Rockies, I was at a small gathering- a drum festival in the mountains. There were many things I learnt during that two week period which still haunt me. With over ten years between me and that occurrence… it was a time, that I stepped far into another world, walking the thin line between dream and reality, and felt myself to be a voyager, bringing back messages from the beyond.
 
During those cold snowy nights that I slept with a rock as my pillow, huddled against a fire pit alone in a shelter I was shown things by intangible forces that previously I had deemed impossible. These stories I rarely share, as they are to most, implausible. Yet nevertheless, what began on that night infected my awareness for evermore, and I began to understand time as an illusion as the veils of reality reached their thinnest, most easily pierced point. For years leading up to this period and for many moons hereafter, things have not been the same. Amongst other things, I have observed objects appear out of the ethers as if placed before me by unseen hands.
 
Now ‘Crazy’ is the first word I think of myself, a word so elequently described by Gnarls Barkley.... but truly, the truth is crazier than fiction…
 
In the world of quantum physics, astro and meta- the statements “I think therefore I am” and “in the beginning was the word” are more than waxing lyrical philosophical spiritual dogma. They are a calling into being within the causal principals of manifestation. For the truth is, the world is a reflection of our perception, and what we think is what we create.
 
Picasso, when he was asked what he seeks in his work, answered “I don’t seek, I find”.
I think that deep spiritual seekers look for one thing. The truth. And once those gates
of self knowledge and awareness are unlocked, the path of finding becomes available to the more enlightened consciousness. For me, after many years of exploring, the process has become simplified and it is now like breathing. An intimate intertwining of my deepest spirituality with my highest dream, creating art and creating the life I am living are part and parcel. And somehow, I believe this breath is meant to be shared, a gift made available through me as this tangible instance of my life preserved and held, a moment transpired and captured from the timeless past for the timeless future.


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sunday, march 16, 2008
There... and Back Again

During my week of Yoga at an ashram in the Bahamas, i saw a boat named 'Back Again', and thought that the owner must have another one called 'There'.

This week The Lana Santorelli Gallery  in Chelsea, NYC, opened their group show Abstraction, in which my work is prominently featured. One large piece has a very coral like texture, and the transcendent nature and color have been achieved through an oxidation of the gold pigments within. It reminds me of the super blue of the Caribbean, and i could feel myself floating in those crystal waters once again, as i was able to see the piece  in a new light ( literally) -gallery lighting- which picked up the pristine transitions of azures and aqua turquoise greens and blues, with both clarity and serenity.  once again bringing me back to meditation and yoga in paradise, and proving how Art has the power to transcend physical space and time.

And so it is. 'Being There' and now 'Back Again' in my Brooklyn studio, working away on a new piece...

As any insane artist would, I've pasted over 1000  'Airmail eagle' 6c stamps from 1939 /40 onto the top half and the bottom half is growing in an undulating 'brain like' texture. I think there is something very powerful in repetition. In ritual and spirituality, mindfulness is often born of repetitive acts; and besides the commonly known aspects, that repetition is also the root of a transcendent practice in the East called Tantra. I'm not sure eaxactly how it will form , but definitely a somewhat elemental 'air' inspired piece. In Native American cultures, The Eagle has always represented 'Spirit' or 'higher self'. I can relate to that  spiritual iconography more than patriotic symbolism. Perhaps the 6 cent mark is referring to the relationship between higher self, and ones own innate sixth sense..  or perhaps not :). But that at least is what i'm inferring- and ithink is what i'm beginning to discover about this piece in progress...

Perhaps in a non dualistic world, one where all worlds exist simultaneously and harmoniously in the mind and body, 'There' and 'Back Again' are actually the same place.



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monday, march 03, 2008
Work in Progress

In the life of a fulltime time artist, everything becomes work, and alas, it is always a work in progress.

I'm working on a few strands of things at the moment, Including a couple of exciting new projects. The Americana and Postage Stamp series continue, always going deeper- and i will be sharing a new line of large format limited editions- stunning 40 x60 inch 'postage stamps' with irony and a conceptually realised twist at no extra cost, printed on metal. If all goes to plan, this will be unvelied, along with the pieces 'Cultural remnant: my 2 cents' ( aka the us flags) at AD2021 ( Art &Design of the 20th ad 21st centuries) in Boston at the beginning of April.

I've also started to work with a Dealer / consultant who, entrenched in the business of Art for many years now, is beginning to show my work to other galleries and dealers across the US and abroad in order to gain further representation and shows.

In the pipeline is also an exciting TV project, which, now in the hands of a some influential execs. has me twiddling my thumbs a little-- we shall see waht happens with it all... Its like driving at night with one headlight- hard to see far, but i know theres' a long road ahead...

So, at this point, i'm finding it appropriate to make a brief exit-  and take a week on the beach , and do some yoga and meditation-- hard life,i know- but the wheels are turning and i need to freshen my body and mind with clarity and inspiration for the shocking and exciting changes that are rolling towards me on this endless road.

If you are around, i hope to see you at the opening on the 13th!



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monday, march 03, 2008
Group Show Opening Reception, March I3th

I am pleased to invite you to an Opening Reception
of a Group Show on March 13th, 6 til 9pm
 
Abstraction
March 13- April 26, 2008
 
Lana Santorelli Gallery
110 W 26th St., Ground Floor
New York, NY 10001
(between 6th & 7th Avenues) 




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saturday, february 02, 2008
Silence of the Lambs- Damien Hirst at Lever house, NYC

Thoughts on the 2008 Lever House Commission School : by Damien Hirst- AKA The Silence of the Lambs. Simply one opinion….. by Paul Seftel

This current outing for Hirst, not only is superficially deep, but is deeply superficial. At this point we are aware, that he has the ability to work with carcasses and formaldehyde, and pills in cabinets with far greater virtuosity than his handling of paint. Or at least he is able to instruct minions to organize materials in some predetermined manner. This piece called School; and the faux mysticism represented is just another way that Hirsts’ ability to pull the wool over his audiences’ eyes is celebrated. Perhaps, he sees himself as the Great Teacher, the Artist standing at the front of the classroom, disguised as a reference to Francis Bacon and Rene Magritte, for the purpose of steeping the work in further art historical reference. If I were either of those multi faceted talented painters, and being invoked for this side show, I’d be pissed! Are we, the public and ‘art world’ at large, his sheep, being fed intravenously by his great all seeing wisdom as he reflects naïvely on the nature of life and death, with reinforced glass and gallons of formaldehyde? Is the awe that we are expected to have, and the enigma of supposed religiosity that he is attributed, what makes us truly his silent sheep?

I think this commission for Hirst, like most of his body of work, is yet another exhibition of his ability to print money. There is no transformation, or old age alchemy by the artist, just the ability to debase a good idea. There exists no metaphorical gold for the viewer, just a small idea made huge, backed and given gravitas by his corporate clients. Glasses of water and piles of sand… Anyone who has read an ounce of poetry or philosophy, let alone had a free thought, knows that indeed the desert is an ocean, and the ocean is a desert, and that a glass of water and a pile of sand are no more or no less than what they are. Any imbued wisdom, or further prescription, is simply called ‘bullshit baffling brains’. …Cigarettes and ashtrays – Damien’s trademark throwing together of his working process, assumes relevance beyond worth. References to Infinity and eternity, knowledge and desire are simply absurd, simply making us think of the tale of the emperors’ new clothes. In terms of aesthetics, I’m glad there were buckets at the end of the aisles, for were needed as a result of this sickening display. Walking outside, and seeing the giant sculpture of the pregnant woman half dissected, I thought the ‘Bodies’ exhibitions, which have been circulating for a number of years, say so much more, with such succinct and sincere beauty and artfulness, than Hirst will ever. I’m just sorry that Lever along with other collectors and institutions have allowed themselves to be sucker punched by the Hirst Hype.

Perhaps the problem is social, where mystique is so replaced by commercialism, that it takes an outlandish and naïve artist to promote his ugly obsessions repetitively, for us to wake up and think that there is ‘something else’ ‘out there’. Or maybe he is ‘the teacher’, the school is the ‘art world’ and he illustrates like any good teacher, that we should discount what we are told, and think for ourselves.



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