Angela Berkson

The shapes are buried deep within the multiple layers of paint, and others exist flatly on the surface, obvious and ready for attention. I obsess over the interplay between surface concerns and depth of field, the struggle between what recedes and what advances. Colors shift, warm to cool, line weights waver, and organic forms confront straight edges. The vertical parallel lines and bands of color interact and intersect with the shapes, disconnecting and detaching the shapes in provocative ways, suggesting rigid linear forces that attempt to impose order on the organic nature of things.