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An Architecture of Dream Worlds
"I've painted since before I could walk. My
passionate memories are most often associated with nature, with
the look of sun on greenery.
I love a horizon line, buildings against sky for
example; I've lived in beautiful places and walked into beautiful
skies, in Europe, Israel, and both U.S. coasts.
In
the paintings of the last few years, there tends to be a horizon.
I divide the canvas in half and have often placed a sphere somewhere
on top of the dividing line.
I started using this sphere as a focal point (although
for years, painting semi-abstractly, it was my head in the mirror
beyond the chaos of my studio) after two years of not painting,
during which I went through a hero's journey of sorts. So, these
spheres can be seen as the self, newly emerged entire, or "integre",
as the French say.
I use paint and other material sensuously, loving
both its concreteness and its transparency. This suggests for
me both the transient nature and the permanence of us all.
Geometry means a lot to me: solidity, a wall to
butt up against, the square, the room (the haven), and all of
its ramifications.
When I walk, there is a feeling of myself affecting
earth, wandering through it as it passes through me. The sky sweeps
me away with it, under it, forward into it.
As with other physical activities, in painting and
art there is the desire and need to merge and the concrete delight
in doing it."
Technique
"I
texture the whole surface with medium and a palette knife. Typically,
I divide the canvas with a line across the middle, usually slightly
above center (like a horizon).
I glaze the lower half with dark tones that glow
through each other like embers, working various shades of white
and hints of color into the light panels, working in newspaper
clippings, excerpts from journals, packaging materials, canvas,
exotic handmade papers, burlap, etc. I choose these for their
shapes, textures and content, and paint over them when appropriate.
The divided canvas is like a sea or a field of darkness
and a vast expanse of sky floating over it, sometimes with doors
or windows in the "sky" and the "earth". These
are inspired by all the many landscapes, horizons and seas I've
moved into and that have moved into me. I use elemental forms;
yet, their texture, content, tones and even composition can be
surprisingly complex. Shapes suggest suns, moons, mountains, water,
air, fire.
When the canvas is divided, and sometimes where
there is a sphere or globe, it can suggest cycles, or light falling
on a sundial. Through the darkness of the momentary, the Earth,
into sky, liberation, the everlasting...glowing windows suggest
lit inner worlds. They echo the painting's frame--microcosm and
macrocosm, life existing in the dark places, sleeping but fertile.
Sometimes divided tones suggest light falling into
small rooms, like those I have experienced and lived in. The broad
panels with pentimenti appearing through them sometimes remind
me of sky glimpsed through buildings, as in many of the cities
I've walked through.
These pieces contain the power and serenity of earth,
and a trembling mystery of light seen through darkness: the mystery
of time and the sensuality of being, of walking through it."

Comments from a happy patron (looking at S.Spector's just-purchased
"Red Moon"):
"This
calms me down SO MUCH, I cannot tell you. It centers me. It focuses
my awareness down to one spot, the moon, surrounded by these intense
colors-- red, black...it's a mandala. I feel cool, blue colors
in my brain when I look at it. It makes me happy.
Spector's paintings speak to me on a primeval
level. There's so much going on under the surface--like a pagan
dance that one can barely sense going on under the woods; but
whether one can see it or not, one knows it's there.
Most of her paintings contain a horizon line that is the center
point where energy meets energy. This is not a "New Age"
woman's painting: she can go into darkness. But within darkness,
there is light."
Dr. Scott Lines
Henderson Review
"Sarah Spector's paintings depict not only
her physical relationship to the world, but multiply occurring
perceptions of the subtle realms. Hidden within her works is a
pure mathematics, the Source manifesting Itself through core,
original patterns. These patterns are like the most subtle cause
of form in the "matrix", or the world of appearances.
Each painting is a poem about am emptiness that
seems to break apart at its conception. There at the edge of time
is Sarah's eye perceiving the first sun rays of the eternal feminine,
creating forms.
Many of her paintings have a circle near the center.
This circle depicts Soul in relationship to a universe of morphing
structures continuously being created and destroyed, where cosmic
bodies dance, planets encircle the sun, and electrons spin around
neutrons. Streams of geometric forms coalesce and break up simultaneously.
She creates pieces that, though lushly beautiful,
also delve into the essential structures out of which the world
is born. She combines the technical mastery of color with the
spiritual wisdom of one who has experienced this cosmic birthing
into a divine sea. Her keen intuition in this process deepens
as she continues to dive repeatedly into her relationship with
it."
Steven Henderson: psychic
healer and teacher
Aidala Review
"Spiritual art is as old as the spiritual quest
itself.
A less sophisticated age illustrated the kingdom of heaven with
its own trappings: angels, clouds, sunbeams.
Today, we might see the kingdom of heaven more profoundly as a
realm of feeling. These are Sarah Spector's paintings.
This painter reveals to our eye serenity of spirit
as the acolyte reveals it to his soul: not through insipid languor,
but through turbulent striving. Her meditative paintings are genuinely
meditative...
Nothing
is ethereal in Spector's celestially tranquil tableaux. The flutes
and temple bells fade into sound and fury. Her calm, silvery tableaux,
like the acolyte's journey, are riven with jagged passages of
strife and striving.
Her paintings are delicate and stately meditations.
Morticed into the stately structure are circles, bands and rectangles,
textured, scumbled, scraped into, layered onto. Colors halate
and glow within ethereal mists or earthen tracts.
Intricate adventures follow each other; all are
held in delicate balance, all add up to one majestic, sumptuous
whole. Here, a moonlight coolness throbs faintly with a heart-like
red bell's eye, then sparks to life with a yellow electrocardiogram-like
line. Elsewhere, we see a cool gloaming wherein pulse dark fingers
of lava. A clear, wintry firmament is sectioned off by a dense,
roiling band of black crimson.
Plumbing here, ransacking there, bestowing and violating
as she goes, Spector searches into each painting for nuance, intricacy,
opulence and drama. Passage follows passage of earthy tempestuousness--
yet see the whole, and all balances into a tranquil delicacy.
Spector's majestic paintings are mystical in the
truest sense:
their equanimity rises out of their impetuousity. In them, the
celestial subsumes the earthly. As any spiritual journey must,
indeed any life humanly lived must, they resolve serenity out
of struggle, uniting spirit and flesh, and Heaven and earth."
Marco Aidala, “Art of Spirit: Sarah Spector”
Sisyphus
Carter Review
"There's a part of me that misses those old
days when paintings were flat and sculptures weren't. I say that
with some nostalgia because for quite a while now I've been seeing
a massive impulse to tear down that traditional distinction. What
might, in my opinion, be better referred to as "wall sculpture"
keeps passing as innovative painting. It's usually relief-construction
with color. I'm aware that the precedents for this kind of innovation
go back to Johns and maybe further (which makes it all seem almost
orthodox), nevertheless the whole idea strikes me as being a somewhat
desperate tactic. It's as if (in strict obedience to the prevailing
dictum that innovation and quality are one and the same) the only
worthy thing left for painting to be is...sculpture. That kind
of innovation never intrigues me the way more traditional painting
of high caliber always does.
That is the backdrop against which the work of Sarah
Spector stands out so well. Here, finally (again), is a painter
who paints. And she does it well. Her energetic abstractions on
canvas and paper seem to fuse geometry with biology. Her shapes
and spaces are as much the result of growth as measure. One could
expect them to bleed if punctured. These paintings appear larger
than their physical dimensions. They feel lighter than their physical
weight. They often achieve a delicate balance that somehow surprises.
Painterly triangles, transparent blocks, and floating crescents.
Brush strokes and color. This is painting on its own. It borrows
nothing. Spector's straightforward reliance on just those elements
that have been the mainstay of the medium is cause for respect.
It's a welcome example of resourcefulness running deep rather
than wide. The best pieces in this show bring to mind the sparkle
of an orange cut open. They represent the wet, inner pulp of pure
painting."
David Carter, "Sarah Spector at Dumbarton Concert
Gallery", Eyewash
Moulton Review
"Geometries of change, initiation:
Sarah Spector's instinctive abstraction conveys sanctuary, passage,
initiation, opportunity, delight and play.
Reaching to a promise of enchantment unknown yet
somehow familiar, her work suggests mystical abstractions of Indian
Tantra and Yantra painting.
An ambiance of sacred artifact or talisman emanates
from them; they hold a considerable sense of power. They carry
secrets of intensity that pull in the viewer as if to step out
from this world into another.
In Spector's quest for the imaginary, the ethereal,
an intuitive architecture holds firm to a wordly sense of ground
and the real.
Sheltered abstract gateways present emotional portals between
worlds, to safe place, solitude, quiet interval.
Yet earthly stability, a peaceful still-point of strength in the
geometry, remains.
Blush with rich, immediate crimsons, anointing blood
reds, wispy contrasting blues, and shadowed dark pockets of comfortable
silences, these pieces announce the arrival of a sense of belonging
that exists beyond the familiar, to rejuvenation, protection...if
one takes the step across the threshold, the sacred pass, the
access way, a garden, window, waters, fires...
The world on the other side is a more fulfilled,
more heartfully luminous world.
Sarah Spector will surely continue the work of birthing
her unpretentious, vulnerable, buoyant vision, delivering emotionally
valuable sanctuaries that belong to us all."
William Moulton, “The Reenchantment of the Art of
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