Lacey Stinson

Planetary Landscapes is a genre not typically considered fine art except by those deeply moved by science. Kids may see in the paintings the mystery of the unknown, an invitation to venture into exotic possibilities. Art invites us to be kids. How one lives and thinks is the art of one's life. Insofar as artists are documentarians, Artifacts and artists go hand in hand. "Stick with it, lad. Some things do speak for themselves...even if no one listens." Harmonies embedded in the surreal landscapes, in musical ways, create provisional, if elusive, forms of understanding in which the obscurity of night scenes would otherwise render fearfully disordered and plundered of purpose hallucinations. The goal of the work hides within subtleties. "I can't say what it is or where it came from, but I know it when I see it." I am a brief cultural unit living on one small planet somewhere in a non-descript corner of the universe. I leave behind undiscovered artifacts, colorful debris lost beneath an endless rain of meteoric dust in the endless flow of time. If sonnets are the familiar, my recompositions are the unfamiliar. Do civilized planets inevitably bring about their own demise? The terrain ahead looks difficult, promising only in the short term, wheras dissolution lives on forever. Do we understand the situation we are in? I paint to raise awareness to this absurdity that we might not perish unavoidably.