SCOTT HADFIELD

The balance between thin (both curved and straight) exacting lines and expressive brushtrokes builds a space as deep as the imagination and as subtlely undulating as the formerly viscous texture of paints layed on the canvas. When looking at Hadfield’s new paintings, a viewer can see respect for the past and desire to explore what comes next. The true beauty in the work is that this respect melds into a present that is, at once, comprehensible and incommunicable.

As the great poet, Rainer Maria Rilke wrote in “Initiation”:

Whoever you are, go out into the evening.leaving your room, of which you know each bit;your house is the last before the infinite,whoever you are.Then with your eyes that wearilyscarce lift themselves from the worn-out door-stoneslowly you raise a shadowy black treeand fix it on the sky: slender, alone.And you have made the world (and it shall growand ripen as a word, unspoken, still).When you have grasped its meaning with your will,then tenderly your eyes will let it go ...