John Slaby
After god died, I found myself in search of a sense of purpose, eventually finding it in the creation of art, a unifying spirit that connects us not only to one another but to our predecessors: a legacy reaching back beyond recorded history.
To sit in my studio and paint from that deepest part of myself is to participate in this legacy, however small. The work cries out: “This is who I am. This is who we are. Remember us.” It is the only immortality I can ever know.
From this vantage, the work cries out for a strong statement that can reach across centuries. I cannot be satisfied to devote myself to mere beauty. This is a place of serious business. This is life and death.
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To sit in my studio and paint from that deepest part of myself is to participate in this legacy, however small. The work cries out: “This is who I am. This is who we are. Remember us.” It is the only immortality I can ever know.
From this vantage, the work cries out for a strong statement that can reach across centuries. I cannot be satisfied to devote myself to mere beauty. This is a place of serious business. This is life and death.
See the artist's work in the store.