Paradox Series

During WW II, as a child, in my innocence, I drew with chalk and broken pottery on NY streets, forms and shapes in conflict seeking reconciliation, hoping to bring fathers, brothers home.
Drawing and color became magical.
Rains came, images disappeared.
I began again.
The Paradox Series started here, dealing with opposites in color and line as well as mind and body, from real to abstract images, one Episode after another – a form of poetry.

Poetic erratic
variations
reduced
to color and gesture
add
a bit
of humor
observation...and innocence
how’s that
for a
life?


Paul Vazquez