Sunday, 10 May 2015
Nothing remains the same. Life moves on.
And yet, through the eyes of Janet Melrose, time is temporarily slowed.
Her work begins in careful observation of the natural world. She traces its passage, delights in its colours and contours and in the rare moments of experience shared between human and other beings.
Some of her titles playfully attest to this. ‘Making Tracks’ is feral and painterly; ‘Caught in the Rain’ simultaneously references the subject’s momentary reality, and the plein air process by which it was recorded.
But beyond these intense interactions, Melrose’s painting also bears witness to a sense of something greater and even stranger: the world’s shimmering otherness.
Melrose pauses time, takes time to look deeper. Quite what she discovers in these tranquil fractions is hard to say. It isn’t order, exactly, or an explanation. More, a sort of unknowable wholeness. The collective thrum of earth, wind, water, animal, and vegetable in consciousness; an underlying presence at which horses, stilled in the field, stand and stare.
I love Melrose’s economy. In a few strokes, she thrillingly conveys the presence of birds, their merging with and emerging from cover, their self-awareness, the sudden piercing concentration they may turn upon the viewer...
Read the full review at the Spurtle website