In all eras humans have longed for Gods and heros, in our time they seem especially lacking. We have looked to our artists who gave us only past glories – Greece, Rome. We love old, crumbled walls.
In Trace Miller we have an artist who erects a wall of paint, and then finds evidence of beauty – a flower, a vase. He presents the modern man, vulnerable and exposed not to spears and arrows, but to the wounds of modern life. All of these paintings are bathed in a silver light which gives us hope. If we have brave artists then we still have heros.
Grace Hartigan