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"Roxborough, Early Spring" Oil/Linen 54" X 68." 1993.
I remember enjoying this Philadelphia artist's work in several State Museum shows here.
I love the way Scott Noel loves his Philadelphia neighborhoods as much as Utrillo loved his Montmartre.
Actually, I prefer Noel's paintings to Utrillo's.
Noel definitely has the edge as a colorist.
And any painter who can openly display an unabashed love for Manayunk deserves some street cred.
(One gay man to another on street: "Why must you do that?" "Do what?" "Openly display..." "I believe you are speaking in the 'tongue of the enemy'".)
And some museum cred too. Because he's a painter of subtleties beaten fine, of psychological nuance.
Who said naturalism is dead and realism is a dead letter office?
He's better-known for his figurative paintings. That's the psychological nuance I was talking about.
And he knows how to work that pastel magic when he works in that medium.
This card is for a show he had in the Bowery Gallery which was (is) at 121 Wooster Street.
I love Wooster Street.
Is the bookstore still there that has all the handmade books in the glass case by the checkout?
Soho. Noho. Eat cheap.
WARNING: YOU ARE ENTERING A VISUALLY ADDICTIVE ZONE.
"Dreams walking in broad daylight."
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