Fred Maroon

Japan: Rice Field in Oshino Village, near Mt. Fuji

1969

a large scale photograph of lush emerald green nature biotope, a highly detailed observation of the natural beauty of the Northern California redwood forest Redwoods by Erik Pawassa...

an homage to the photo realism + pop art color palette of artist David Hockney Beach Goals by Erik Pawassar 29 x 40 inches (74 x 102cm) signed edition of 25 48 x 67 inches (122 x...

"I am primarily driven by an exploration of colour and form. My objective is to bring an emotional is to bring an emotional element and aesthetic balance to my work." "It came to me in the middle of the night - as these things often do - that to incorporate gold leaf into the finished print would neatly encapsulate some of the elements I am trying to express. Its application would obviously have to be done by hand with all its attendant imperfections and mistakes. Kintsugi - the Japanese art of patching broken ceramics with gold - shares its aesthetic with Wabi Sabi." - Valda Bailey...

UNTITLED #5, 2021 Archival Pigment Print, Mounted on Aluminium Dibond, Framed with antireflective art glass 90 x 60 cm 91 x 61 cm - framed _ Overseas ship...

The midsummer full moon casts its pale light over the skeletal remains of a deceased oak. Twilight's Path ‘Now air is hushed, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn As oft he rises 'midst the twilight path Against the pilgrim, borne in heedless hum’ – William Collins (1721–1759), Ode to Evening. "Once in a while (helped by a bit of planning) everything comes together and you take a photograph that feels really satisfying. However much one reads about artists/photographers trying and failing, taking many shots to end up with that one that works, it’s hard to remember. Just keep showing up, keep doing what you do, it won’t always work out, but sometimes things flow and something special can come through." - Jasper Goodall...

Birch-wood... - A still and silent night falls at the edge of a deep birch wood. The barest breath of wind stirs the leaves as the verdant green of summer...