Creation, for me, is a dialog between chaos and consciousness. Organic and multidimensional in nature, my process begins with a fearless leap grabbing hold to a subtle thread of streaming energy forging a bridge connecting here and now to other planes of existence.
– Jamie Samul
My work is viscerally inspired, & my passion is to create a visual feasts while finding ways to weave a story in oils. My works becomes not only oxygen for my soul but also a connection to my internal landscape and the visitors of my dreams. The work itself becomes a portal for dialog.
Questions or comments? Contact Jamie directly at:
jsamul1111@gmail.com
“You paint your secrets on the canvas, but never reveal your secrets.”
-Jerry Saltz, Senior Art Critic, The Village Voice (2005)
"Creation, for me, is a dialogue between chaos and consciousness. Organic and multidimensional in nature, my process begins with a fearless leap grabbing hold to a subtle thread of streaming energy then forging a bridge connecting here and now to other planes of existence."
2009: The Karuna Shala. Art Show & Kirtan @ The Karuna Shala. solo exhibit, Glen Ridge, NJ. August.
2008: Chez Shoes Boutique. West Caldwell, NJ. January-March.
2007: The Gallery at the Glen Ridge Community Center Sponsored by GRAPPA. “Song of My Soul”, solo exhibit. Glen Ridge, NJ. October.
2007: The Gallery at the Glen Ridge Community Center Sponsored by GRAPPA. Glen Ridge, NJ. May.
2006: Euro Glass& Art Gallery, Montclair, NJ. February.
2005: Pleiades Gallery, “23rd Annual Juried Show”, Juror: Jordan Kantor, Assistant Curator The Museum of Modern Art, New York. July.
2005: The Gallery at the Glen Ridge Community Center Sponsored by GRAPPA. Glen Ridge, NJ. May
2005: Studio Montclair, “Taboo”, Juried Exhibition. Juror: Jerry Salz, Senior Art Critic Village Voice. Make Ready Press/Gallery 214. Montclair, NJ. May.
2005: Blue Stone Coffee Co., Montclair, NJ. February.
2004: “Scenes from Sicily”, Exhibition. Nandi Gallery. Montclair, NJ. September.
2004: West Essex Art Association Exhibition, Caldwell College. Caldwell, NJ.
A luscious dream, visual feast, combined with a gnawing haunting hunger to “push paint” creating rivers of color while finding ways to weave a story in oils. My work became not only oxygen for my sustenance but also for my internal landscapes and the visitors of my dreams and thoughts.
In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
-Albert Camus