Archive for October, 2016

teenage-werewolfFirst, let me extend thanks to everyone who came out to the show at the Kada Gallery on Saturday night.  It was great seeing some old friends and meeting some new ones.  And thanks to Kathy and Joe at the Kada for their longtime friendship and encouragement–you provided me with a wonderful night.  If you didn’t make it out there, you can still see the show as it hangs until December 3.

Now, today is yet another Halloween.  It doesn’t have the same impact on me now as it did when I was much younger but I still get a kick out of this  night and all the goofiness around it.  And I have to say that the imagery that swirls around this night was very influential to me when I was a kid.  You often see macabre imagery show itself in the work of student artists.

So in honor of this most hallowed evening, I thought I’d throw out some scary music but there isn’t a great selection of monster themed music.  Oh, there’s the Monster Mash but that gets played to death this time of the year, much like Grandma Got Ran Over By a Reindeer at Christmas.  And the Addams Family or Munsters themes are memorable but not what I’m looking for.

cramps-bad-music-for-bad-peopleBut there are the Cramps.

The Cramps emerged out of the NY punk scene of the 70’s with a distinct sound  that influenced by rockabilly and the B-Horror movies of the 50’s.  Two guitars and a small drum kit- no bassist- and a leader called Lux Interior and a girl guitarist/femme fatale named Poison Ivy, the Cramps’ music was often called psychobilly.  Many of their songs paid direct homage to old horror flicks, like Human Fly and the one I’m highlighting here, I Was a Teenage Werewolf, which starred  a very young Michael Landon in a pretty kitschy story.  It might not be high art but the Cramps created some high energy creep-tastic stuff, very appropriate for a most inappropriate night.

Below I Was a Teenage Werewolf I’ve included their even more creepy TV Set.  Give a listen and have yourself a very spooky night.

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GC Myers- In the RhythmI can’t really tell you how my show went last night.  I wish I could but my psychic powers have been on the weak side lately.  Actually, I am writing this on Friday because I most likely won’t be back in the studio in time to put up my Sunday morning music and it is such a regular habit for me that it bothers me when I miss a week.

But I will go out on a limb and guess that last night I saw a lot of folks that I haven’t talked to in a while, that everyone at the Kada Gallery treated me great and that it was, all in all, a wonderful night.  Fortunately, with only a rare exception or two, most of my shows have followed that simple script.

I will let you know if there was any deviation from the norm in the next day or two.

Today’s music is a jazz classic, Caravan, composed by the great Duke Ellington in 1936 and performed by a wide spectrum of jazz artists.  There are over 350 recorded versions of this song from Ellington’s band alone.  But the version I chose is from the late jazz pianist Kenny Drew , Jr.  I think it’s a really impressive version.

To accompany it, I chose a painting, In the Rhythm, from the Kada show that I think has a rhythm and feel that matches that of the song.  So give a listen and have a great Sunday.



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GC Myers- The UpliftingA quick reminder that tonight is the opening for my new show, Part of the Plan, at the Kada Gallery in Erie.  It begins with a reception that runs from 6 PM until 9.

I have been anticipating this show for a while now and believe that it’s a very strong and cohesive group.  I am looking forward to seeing it hanging together in the gallery where I can step back and see how the different pieces play off one another.  That often reveals the show’s real truth.

I hope that if you are in the Erie area that you’ll stop into the Kada Gallery tonight and take a look for yourself and say hello.  I’ll be glad to see you there!

PS-  If you can’t make it to Erie and you’re in the vicinity of Alexandria VA, please stop in at the Principle Gallery this afternoon from 4-7 PM for the Artists Engaging Nepal gala.  The event is sponsored by the Soarway Foundation whose work I have spoke of  here on a number of different occasions.  There is a wonderful exhibit of art from artists in Nepal and Uganda with the proceeds from all sales going to further the work of the Soarway Foundation in their mission to aid in the restoration of Nepal after recent earthquakes as well as assist in preventing extensive damage in future earthquakes through better planning and design. Stop in today or take a look at the online catalog.

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GC Myers-- Into the Clear AirI said to my soul, be still and wait without hope, for hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love, for love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith, but the faith and the love are all in the waiting. Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.

T.S. Eliot


I’ve read these lines from T.S. Eliot before but it was only this morning that I equated them to the creative process.  Well, so far as I see it in my own experience.  You see, you can struggle to describe in words how things come about, how things finally appear.

You might describe an inner process of visualizations and intricate thought synthesis, of pulling deep emotions to the surface and so on.  Maybe that is so but I think it is not really part of the process but is rather an interpretation of what you believe happened.

I think the real creative aspect occurs in a way much like the words above describe– in the stillness and darkness of a meditative void.  The mind emptied and all thoughts of the past and the future are set aside.  No hopes or desires.  Just a quiet dark blankness that waits in endless patience for the first crackling of light to pierce through.

But there are times when the light doesn’t come and you lose patience in the waiting.  So you start without the light and occasionally, nearing the end of the process, you find that your mind has emptied and the light has caught up with you.  What you are looking at it something quite unlike what you thought it might be when you struggled to begin.

I know this all sounds pretty esoteric, pretty out there and maybe it won’t make a lick of sense to most who somehow slog through to this point. But really it comes down to the idea that you clear the mind and let it just happen.

If it happens at all.  Sometimes the light doesn’t find you.  But on those times when it does, it is like the freshest clear air has wafted over you and left you with a feeling of ethereal lightness. The clearest air.  And I guess that is why I keep doing this and probably will until the day I die.


The painting above is a 16″ by 20″ canvas titled Into the Clear Air and is included in Part of the Plan, my show that opens tomorrow, Saturday, October 29, at the Kada Gallery in Erie.  The reception begins at 6 PM.  Hope you can make it!

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 Saturday, October 29, marks the opening date for my show, Part of the Plan, at Erie’s Kada Gallery. It starts with an opening reception— which is free and open to the public–beginning at 6 PM that I will be attending.  Below is the artist statement for this show along with the painting that shares its title with that of the show.


GC Myers- Part of the PlanI guess most people would classify me as a landscape painter and it would be hard to dispute that statement.  After all, most of my work does use the lines and forms of the landscape as its basis.

Fields and skies.  Hills and lakes. Trees and trails.  All that surrounds us.

But for me, I have never saw my work as being about only the landscape.  It was never about capturing a singular place, never about representing an actual geographic reality.

For me the work was not about painting what is.  No, from the very beginning it was about capturing hopes and desires.  It was about providing a platform where I could freely express my innermost feelings.

But most importantly, it was about creating a world that welcomed me, that made me feel that I was somehow a piece of a larger pattern.  I don’t know if it can be called religious, spiritual, psychological or simply a matter of physics but I needed to create a world where I played a role.

A place where I was part of the plan.

The world I see in my work holds patterns and rhythms that swirl through the skies and surge through the rolls of the colorful landscape.  There are forces that are made visible that we would never see in our normal world and among it all the Red Tree stands as our representative, standing placidly with the knowledge that it belongs there as part of the plan.

This is a difficult thing to describe.  It is something that becomes more evident through viewing the work itself.  I hope you will take a moment to look a little deeper at these paintings and maybe see a glimpse of what I am describing.  Or better yet, see yourself for what you are—a part of the plan.

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GC Myers- As I Live and BreatheThe privilege of a lifetime is being who you are.
Joseph Campbell


I don’t think many of us consider being who we are as a privilege.  Too often we look to others, admiring and desiring those qualities that we see in them while downplaying our own unique traits and abilities.  As a result we maintain a low profile, going along with the flow and seldom raising our voice to let our opinion be known.  We allow ourselves to be made smaller.

I think the subject of this painting, a 12″ by 24″ canvas called As I Live and Breathe, is about accepting who you are and having the bravery to show that to the world.  Stepping forward and daring to speak your truth.  There is a liberation in this simple act of understanding who you are.  It sheds fears.  The disappointment that often came with the realization of what you were not is replaced with the thrill of seeing who and what you truly are.

We all deserve that privilege, that thrill of being who we are.

This painting is included in my new show, Part of the Plan, that opens Saturday, October 29, at the Kada Gallery in Erie, PA.  I will be on hand for an opening reception from 6-9 PM.  For all you Cleveland Indians fans in the area: come out early so you can watch the Indians’ World Series game that night!

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GC Myers- Cool FireThe works must be conceived with fire in the soul but executed with clinical coolness.
Joan Miro


This new painting is a 10″ by 30″ canvas that I call Cool Fire.  It is included in my show, Part of the Plan, which opens this Saturday at the Kada Gallery in Erie.  I came across the words above from artist Joan Miro, whose work I admire very much, after I had finished this piece.

I was struck by how his words lined up with how I see this painting, especially in its juxtaposition of warmth and coolness.  It creates a tension that is similar to the actual creation of many works of art, one where the artist walks a fine line between passion and control.

I think this balance is critical in creating work that reaches out to the viewer.  Too much control and the work, while it might have great beauty, is cold and passionless.  Too much passion without little control may appear erratic and off message.

But to make these two opposing forces work together is what brings life to the work and allows it to reach out.  And I think this painting, with its equal parts of fire and self control, is a pretty good example of walking this fine line.

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GC Myers- Sense of WonderThere are two ways of looking at my paintings for me.  During the process, I view it as an assemblage of parts, a series of decisions to be made and obstacles to overcome.  It feels very much like it is part of me at that point, like I hold all the cards and determine where it will go and what it will inevitably be.  I feel a bit like a mechanic or a surgeon in that time.

But there is a point just after it reaches completion where the piece stumbles to its feet and moves away from on its own volition.  It has its own power, its own forward moving force and I am left powerless to influence it at that point.  I no longer see it as parts or pieces to be adjusted.  It is whole and seems to only be mine in only a familiar way, like a father looking at his child and seeing the resemblance but not understanding how and why the child does what it does as it grows away from him.

I don’t mean that in a negative way though I have to admit it could be taken that way.  I was thinking of a sort of gratification in seeing their child do things they never imagined for themselves.  In a moment that is both prideful and sad when he realizes that he has created something that he will never be himself, something that exceeds his whole.

I thought of this the other morning while working out with a number of newly framed paintings within my sight.  Only days before some of them had still been just parts and pieces,still problematic and with little life.  Yet now I was looking at them and they felt whole and away from me.  I recognized them as mine in that moment but I could see that they had their own things to say, their own feelings to express.

It was a moment that caught me off guard.  I have spoken of the work taking on its own life many times before but in that instant it seemed so much more palpable and concrete.

It created a sense of wonder in me.

This new piece, a 10″ by 20″ canvas, carries that phrase, Sense of Wonder, as its title.  I think the Red Tree conveys that feeling of gratification and wonder  that I felt in that moment.  Looking at it now, I see that it is mine but it expresses feelings I have yet to feel and truths that I have yet to realize.  And that sense of wonder is created again.

I guess it’s only fitting that this Sunday morning music be a song from Van Morrison called  A Sense of Wonder.  Give  listen and have a  great Sunday.  Hope you find your own sense of wonder…

FYI: This painting, Sense of Wonder, is included in my show at the Kada Gallery which opens next Saturday, October 29.

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GC Myers- The Figurehead-copyNever doubt that a small number of dedicated people can change the world; indeed it is the only thing that ever has.
Margaret Mead


I love the words above from anthropologist Margaret Mead. I think they are empowering and a reminder of our innate ability to shape the world.

Too often we fail to exercise our own power to change the world because we think that we have little power to do so.  We all too often see ourselves as unseen players on a huge stage, that our existence is noticed by no one.

But what we fail to understand is that we change the world by our very existence.  It comes through the way we carry and express ourselves, in the manner in which our actions and words affect those close to us.

We create the patterns for our young, molding the way in which they view and act within the world.  Our actions and words set the tone for their future, building a sense of  openness and possibility or one of angry pessimism in them.  Calm words, thoughtful reactions and a strong resolve to do what is right can change the world in a small way.  It can only make it better.

And this attitude will attract others and together their power to affect changes increases dramatically.  That is how changes comes to this world.  It starts with one person who creates an atmosphere where anything seems possible, especially those things that stem from positive attributes.

I see this new piece, The Figurehead, a 5″ by 27″ painting on paper which is part of my upcoming Kada Gallery show, as an embodiment of this sentiment.  The Red Tree here displays a graceful quality that holds sway over all those who are within in its sight, serving as a symbol of inspiration and strength.

I think we are all figureheads of a sort.  We all hope to represent certain ideals and qualities and ideally they are apparent in how we present ourselves to the outside world.  So it is vital to remember that we all in some way stand alone on a rise where we are visible to those around us.  Our words and actions matter in a large way.

They can change the world…

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I’m Your Puppet

trump-puppetThank god that we are finally past the three presidential debates.  I thought I’d have a little musical break to cleanse the taste of last night’s debate out of my mouth. Oops, I guess I can’t get away from it– I think we all know who the puppet was last night.

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