about | maryann

about

After painting for over 30 years, I am still mystified and beguiled by the process of making art. I begin with an inkling of something: a few shapes that catch my eye, or a combination of colors that pull me in for reasons I can’t articulate. Life seems to be waiting to be expressed in paint; I sense this as a yearning or aching in my body.

1987

Colors particularly resonate with me. When I lay paint on canvas—one color next to the next to the next—magic happens, as by grace; the colors began to hum, and I experience a moment of wonder and relief, like a birth. The painting knows what it wants to be. I also experience frustration.

1989

The image can never quite live up to...the image of the infinite in the mind. No matter how quickly and spontaneously I paint or how many times I revisit an image, it never quite does justice to the uniqueness of life itself. That remains the quest.

1991

1995

mary ann bennett

oil, mixed media and monotypes

Colors particularly resonate with me. When I lay paint on canvas—one color next to the next to the next—magic happens, as by grace; the colors began to hum, and I experience a moment of wonder and relief, like a birth. The painting knows what it wants to be. I also experience frustration.