28 Dec Geoffrey Gorman
Artist of the Month | January 2018
“This month we visited Geoffrey Gorman’s studio in Artisan’s neighborhood. His studio is packed with found objects and has a real cool vibe. We hope you enjoy the show.” ~ Ron Whitmore
About the Artist
Geoffrey has been leading workshops, hosting panel discussions, and giving presentations for artists and arts groups for more than twenty five years. With his extensive background in the arts, he brings a unique, humorous and fresh perspective on the world of artists, galleries and the business of art. Geoffrey currently is a practicing artist, creating his original found material sculptures in Santa Fe, New Mexico. He shows his work around the United States and had also exhibited in China and South Korea. Over the last several years his unique sculptures have been written about in the New York Post, Southwest Art, American Craft, American Style and Cloth, Paper, scissors.
Growing up on an old plantation in the country outside of Baltimore, MD, he refers to a “Huck Finn-like” environment; old quarries, woods filled with animals, dilapidated barns and fallen houses. Geoffrey was surrounded by a wide variety of animal and human characters. Going to a variety of art colleges eventually led Geoffrey into designing and building contemporary furniture. From there he became a gallery dealer, curated shows, was an art consultant and coach for artists before becoming a full time artist.
A broken bent tree branch, bleached from sun and rain, makes me think of weathered bones: fingers, legs, backbone, and hip bone. Old stained strips of cloth act like bandages and clothing, hiding and holding it all together. Sculpted wax covers the frame and joints of wood. Found and lost objects assembled into curious and evocative shapes is what excites me.
When I am making objects, I think of model airplanes made of balsa wood, then covered in thin transparent paper. Or I see decoys and shapes made to attract wild animals. I visited a museum in Alaska that had drawers filled with toys that had been put together, used and collected from previous cultures. I also think of a forest of tall, dark trees covered in moss and moisture, a silent, meditative place.