
Jack Whitten
It's killin' me that I'm not going to be able to make it to two openings tonight. I'll have to catch the shows later, but without a doubt you should be going to Jack Whitten at Alexander Gray in Chelsea, and Franklin Evans on the LES. A late comer to Whitten's work, every painting is a revelation for me. I'm not being all HeartAsArena-y when I say that either. I mean it. Evans provided me with the liveliest (Or more accurately, "liviest") studio experience in recent memory with his year-long studio-as-art journey during his Marie Walsh Sharpe residency last year. I can't wait to see the endless results.
Here's a primer on my great affection for both artists' work: First Jack Whitten, and then Franklin Evans.

Franklin Evans
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