My name is Kerri McGill and I was traumatized by the art world at an early age.
A print of Vermeer’s The Girl in a Turban shared a room with my uncles’ leering college self-portrait of blues and greens. The two guarded the room, watching every step of anyone who entered. No one could escape their unblinking stares. The Unicorn Hunt Tapestries brought me to tears at the Cloisters in New York. What kind of person would hurt a unicorn? Bouguereau’s Nymphs and Satyr at the Clarke was troubling too.
I was, however, very happy to see that pans were real.
At the age of six I didn’t understand themes, history, artistic styles, or symbolism. What I saw was as real as any scientific fact, a proven truth. It was sometimes beautiful, sometimes horrific, and always worth pursuing.
Graduating Mass Art’s photography and painting provided two evolutions. The painting department encouraged the voice of the medium over narrative (postmodern abstraction). The photo department provided a more traditional structure focused on narrative image. Photography’s digital revolution financially pointed my efforts to paint.
With knowledge and love of both message and medium, my works look for the provocative balance.