Jim Greenwood and Laura Viator
Artist Bio:
Jim Greenwood paints as if there’s no tomorrow. In fact, as his eyesight continues an inexorable decline, he is in a race against time. Jim suffers from Retinitis Pigmentosa (RP), an incurable eye disease that leaves the retina covered with pigments and then scarred. First comes the loss of night vision. Then loss of peripheral vision. Then loss of central vision. The retina controls the ability to read, recognize faces and colors and to see objects in detail. “Being color blind, I use only red, blue and yellow on my pallet and mix them to get the desired hue. It’s the only way that works for me.” He is now legally blind having only ten percent of his vision remaining. His work is stunning. It’s not mere expressionism. There is form and content. Shapes are loosely defined, objects are at times unrecognizable. The effect is emotional. One wants to stare at his paintings. They are, in a way, like life is to those of us who are not legally blind- indistinct and mysterious. There is a revelation in them that truth is not in the details. Rather it is shrouded in vagueness.
Jim Greenwood paints as if there’s no tomorrow. In fact, as his eyesight continues an inexorable decline, he is in a race against time. Jim suffers from Retinitis Pigmentosa (RP), an incurable eye disease that leaves the retina covered with pigments and then scarred. First comes the loss of night vision. Then loss of peripheral vision. Then loss of central vision. The retina controls the ability to read, recognize faces and colors and to see objects in detail. “Being color blind, I use only red, blue and yellow on my pallet and mix them to get the desired hue. It’s the only way that works for me.” He is now legally blind having only ten percent of his vision remaining. His work is stunning. It’s not mere expressionism. There is form and content. Shapes are loosely defined, objects are at times unrecognizable. The effect is emotional. One wants to stare at his paintings. They are, in a way, like life is to those of us who are not legally blind- indistinct and mysterious. There is a revelation in them that truth is not in the details. Rather it is shrouded in vagueness.
