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“THERE’S NO THROUGH TRAIL” —HAN-SHAN, TRANSLATED BY GARY SNYDER
/ The Day After

The Day After

by Mark Rosalbo
The Day After

Artist’s Statement

My goal is to artistically express the internal dialogue of self-reflection and personal judgment over one’s lifetime, a single day or a single moment. In each of these abstract paintings, I have used house paint, various tools from my father, and textured canvases to give a physical manifestation for contemplation of this back-and-forth – this conversation with ourselves. 

In our fast-paced, meritocracy-based, increasingly-divided society, my imposter syndrome is masked by overconfident brushstrokes that can’t cover up a lack of confidence in the multiple layers of paint partially hidden under the surface. The endless inner turmoil that arises from feelings of self-doubt is expressed, at times, as geometric shapes woven together with texture, at other times, as seemingly random chaos running across the canvas – much like the constant ebb and flow of thoughts that consume our minds. These shapes and forms are both in and out of balance with contrasting colors, highlighting the roller coaster of these conflicting emotions and the intensity of introspection.

Mark Rosalbo

About Mark Rosalbo

Mark Rosalbo (he, him, his) was raised in Leeds, Maine. He spent much of his early childhood exploring along the banks of the Androscoggin and Dead Rivers, the latter one of only a handful of rivers in the world that can flow in either direction. Early life socio-economic hardships shaped much of Mark’s artistic choices as a composer, actor and painter. Many in his circle, including his brother, succumbed to various cancers like Leukemia as a result of living along Maine’s rivers once polluted by paper mills.

After graduating from high school, Mark moved to Los Angeles to study at The American Academy of Dramatic Arts. After graduating from AADA, he moved to NYC. He also became a successful trader on Wall St. and remained in the city until shortly after 9/11 when he moved his family to Vermont to enjoy the banks of (this time much cleaner) rivers.

My work can be seen here: https://solo.to/markrosalbo

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