Priscilla Cross' work has evolved into the study of an intensely personal
landscape. In her new collages and paintings she conjures a broad
range of emotions and ideas often using figures as symbolic narrative.
A bride disappears behind veils, suggesting a disturbing loss of self. A
child embarks on the journey of life. Elsewhere, a woman struggles to
free herself from the corsets and layers of clothes which bind her.
Everywhere in this affecting work there is tension, in the actual materials
used and in the imagery and meaning; between cloth and paint, what is
hidden and revealed, and what is real and longed for. All this, combined
with an almost Surreal, delicate rendering of her subjects adds to the
creation of Cross' unique language.
Cross works with a variety of materials to enhance the aesthetic and
emotional impact of her work. In her collages on plexi glass the
background has been finely layered with films of egg tempera, wax,
crayon, bronze powder and oil paint. She is also exhibiting pastels on
paper.
Cross brings her distinctive talent to bear on the inward language of her
imagination. She does this with authority and freshness.
A collection of books are available at the gallery. In the
tradition of William Blake, these books are a compilation of the spiritual
writings and reflections of her late husband, John Cross. They are
illustrated by the artist.
Review by Suzanne Phillips
Artist's statement
"Modern Physics tells us that the mere watching brings particles into
existence. When I watch well enough , the soul has its way with me."
"Taking note of beauty and loveliness leads into a deeper awareness of
the infinite. It is felt as a transition from one level of awareness to
another that lies hidden beneath the surface. Designs assemble
themselves within and then gather into a new forming. I sense after the
intention of the assemblage and let my hand be guided by the inner eye.
"Modern physics tells us that mere watching brings particles
into wood or stone, or smear of paint is the loveliness designed
of the spirit."-
John Cross