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Artwork details
- Medium : Oil on Wood
- Other details : Artwork on wood. Artwork framed.
- Dimensions : 3x9in
About this artwork
I painted Quiet Beacon (a memory of our 50th anniversary cruise from Iceland to Barcelona) as a study of how a single point of light can guide us through vastness. Using thick layers of oil on treated masonite, I carved the gentle ripples and drifting currents with a knife, echoing waves that slip beneath a solitary moon. Night water has always drawn me in—holding secrets, muffling sound, and collecting fragments of memory like a private archive.…
The deep indigo and flashes of cyan here speak to that hush, that suspended moment when the world feels paused, and one’s sense of self drifts free, anchored only by a lone beacon overhead. The piece is floated under glass in a slim black frame, with the panel gently lifted from its backing so the textures and edges remain visible—offering a small window into a larger, darker expanse.
ROBERT VENAFRO
Canada
Credentials
- Featured in gallery curations
- Works on commission
I paint what I feel. After a life in finance, the palette knife became my primary way of speaking, plainly, without ornament. My subject is land, sea, and sky, held less as record than as memory of standing inside them.
I work in oils, building surface until it holds weight, something to be touched as much as seen, according to those who collect my work. Whether the canvas is small enough to hold in one hand or large enough to walk into, the intention doesn't change: a place that is as much interior as it is geographical.
In my mid-70s, I look for Self in the work, a thing being entirely itself, answerable to no one. The work says what I couldn't otherwise say. What you find in it is yours.
www.venafrobob.com
I work in oils, building surface until it holds weight, something to be touched as much as seen, according to those who collect my work. Whether the canvas is small enough to hold in one hand or large enough to walk into, the intention doesn't change: a place that is as much interior as it is geographical.
In my mid-70s, I look for Self in the work, a thing being entirely itself, answerable to no one. The work says what I couldn't otherwise say. What you find in it is yours.
www.venafrobob.com