A few months ago, Los Angeles artist Lisa Adams asked if I would mind reviewing her latest book. Titled Lisa Adams: Vicissitudes of Circumstance, and co-authored by the writers of the introductory essays (James Scarborough and Ezrha Jean Black), the book covers the past four or five years of her artistic work. I already owned the book and loved the work, so of course I agreed.
At first, Ms. Adams’ request “fell off my desk top,” so to speak. I was busy and forgot about my promise. When I finally remembered, I realized I had absolutely no idea where to begin. Lisa’s work hits me with reality, fantasy, science, sociology, past, present, future, as well as improbability and possibility–all at the same time.
Worse, I suddenly remembered I know nothing about art. Everything I know about art I learned in junior high, when my art teacher was the man who became George Segal, famous sculptor (and he wasn’t discovered until I was in college!). I realized I agreed to review the book because of what her art says to me and not because of anything I know about art movements, color, composition, light–all those topics that artsy people roll from their tongues.
Bottom line: Lisa’s work speaks to me and the way I think. I call her work mind candy because it evokes ideas and feelings and… Well, you get the picture.
Take a minute or two to read the review I finally came up with. Just please keep in mind that this is a weak stab at the way I feel about her art.
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