Tribeca Ball Price List

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1: “Desire and fear. He feels the urge to push on and the urge to turn back in equal measures and it rends him in two, and he crumbles into dust and scatters on the wind, floating ever closer to the fork in the road. And just as soon as it came over him he once again takes human form.”

Pigment sticks and oil pastel on canvas,

36 x 24 inches

$1500

2: “His frigid twitching flesh chilled and goose bumped. Silence swept in with the dusk, with the mist. Peppered by the rattle of a bike chain and the scraping of his shoe on the cobblestone path. And haloed by the light of lamps leading him deeper into the wood”

Acrylic and pastel on paper mounted to canvas,

16 x 20 inches

$800

3: “And leaves wet on the ground smell of freshness and are slick.”

Acrylic and pastel on paper mounted to canvas,

14 x 11 inches

500$

4: “The sun licks the earth and then forsakes it and we sweat and shiver and the ground freezes and thaws and the crocuses of spring peek through the icy crust. And he feels the arresting swell, a swoop a laugh, trumpets sound and joy rushes in, spring rushes in.”

Acrylic and oil pastel on linen,

13 x 17 inches

$650

5: “There are some feelings that resonate so strongly within me they are like a deep booming echo in my painfully hollow chest. A dazzling celebration of beauty and yet an aching, a sweaty palmed terror. Discordance between within and without. An inexplicable, tremendous, heart rending intensity of feeling that could only be described as such. Pure feeling stripped down to its core and lain bare. A moment in time recognized for what it truly was: a point of no return.

Pigment stick on yupo,

60 x 48 inches

$2300

6: “It is not some ghost, he tells himself, but the wind that causes the chain link fences to rattle, and the percussive tap of water which echoes from the rotting leaves on the ground. It is not some ghost, but worlds and lives and fates which cartwheel in front of him, madcap acrobats, bats that cannot hear their own guiding shrieks. Pasts forgotten careen through the wood, presents being lived out blindly collide and erupt, and futures that grow more horrible with each trepidatious shuffle inch closer and closer.”

Pigment stick and oil pastel on canvas

48 x 60 inches

$3250

7: “He still steps over the cracks in the pavement as he did when he was a child playing children’s games. It is an involuntary action as automatic as his lungs expanding and contracting. He delicately skips and shuffles and then strides and stretches his legs to avoid slipping through the little crevices and falling and falling and falling. The fury of the night captures him, the jealousy of the darkness is so strong that it bowls him over, and he stumbles.”

Pigment stick and oil on linen

24 x 30 inches

$1750

8: “The wanting, the needing, it hurts him so much that he feels he must cry out or he will explode, he must bellow and wail and the darkness will howl back and together they may harmonize. A fugue of desire and fear, treble and bass, pain and hunger echoing into the night. And so further and further he goes.”

Pigment stick and oil pastel on canvas

40 x 30 inches

$2200

9: “And he finds these places where he might disappear. He finds things that fill the screaming vacuum at the base of his stomach, at the floor of his abdomen, where instinct lives and drives him deeper, to pursue the night, and to pursue the dark “

Pigment stick and oil pastel on yupo

30 x 48 inches

$1500