“Mon,” LeRoy Sodorff
“On the Ball,” LeRoy Sodorff
“Out of the Woods,” LeRoy Sodorff
“The Emptiness Within,” LeRoy Sodorff
“US Mail,” LeRoy Sodorff
“Coffee Stained Art,” LeRoy Sodorff
“A Texas Prison,” LeRoy Sodorff
Coffee Stain Art
Your painting with coffee stain use is wonderful! The gradation of the stain moves and helps to create different shades. Some areas are darker and then moves across the page to create lightness. The framed image of a teacup pops out through the frame within. Your ability to create with little access to supplies is the essence of all artists. We use what we have, broken plates for mosaics, worn clothes for quilts, coffee to make a painting.
Now
Time stops in this piece. Its now. Is that a meditation? I feel as if I am being asked to dive into the circle, the word. Its conceptual and makes me think. There is a target and it is NOW.
This piece is very modern and has a center which hold you within the patterned dots.
Thank you for sharing your work. I hope you continue to create?
Submitted by Sacha
Dear LeRoy:
It’s your pARTner Louis. My friends at JAC were discussing your work, and I wanted to share some of our reflections.
NOW
The oval grommet holes ran on the spokes of time — past and future, arrested by a NOW embedded in a medallion between the two — that’s how it felt. What moved us was how a work of art so conceptual doesn’t have to be coldly conceptual. This piece that now hangs on my wall struck us as warmly conceptual — warm as its coffee-stained palette. Call it meditative. You can spend much time with the composition of this image, its life-affirming verticality, like a person standing tall.
TEXAS PRISON
We were held by the tension between the repetition of the bricks and stones on earth and the freely flowing sky. What a contrast. Was the spoon-like figure you, the artist looking on? There’s a starkness, a grey sadness, a bleak geometry between the tower and the dome. If they are erotic symbols, a phallus, and rounded breast — they have been frozen by the relentless patterns — even the waves of stone on the ground! The juxtaposition of captivity below and freedom above is an image that won’t be forgotten.
COFFEE STAINED ART
When we visit museums and admire the oil paintings in gold frames, it’s easy to forget that most art, 99% of art, is whatever materials the artist found around him — sticks, shells, shards of stone, buttons, cotton cast-offs.
What resonated about “Coffee Stained Art” was its sophistication and elegance as a so-called found object. The subtle hues from the darkness of the panel on the left to the amber light of the panel on the right told of a 24-hour day in semi-darkness. And, yet, the red and black checkerboard in the center pulsated like a heart. The coffee cup’s lovely handle, its aromatic steam, and the game of chess or checkers disrupted the background’s industrial conveyor belt patterns, as if to say, I AM HUMAN, I LIVE!
Thanks for sharing, LeRoy! — Louis