In the pale sunlight, the trees, suspended high above, seem to speak like memory. A glimmer catches interest; a glimpse of a thought; a grasp of … we think at the pace in which we walk. Our satisfaction with painting lies in other – more personal – things than those at hand. Our true excitement is the imaginary. We are not drawn to them in a sense of being separately seen, but our imagination, like reality, flows into and fuses with its other.
Now, as another summer comes to an end, amid a dense and overgrown city, foliage encloses on those who are dining. The space can be read as there or here, at a distance or close by; it is disconnected, with no singular referent in mind. These scenes will forever be a series of fragments – tasting notes. An effect so complete that the impression lingers, coming back in a glimmer of sunlight, a glimpse of one color melding into another. At the grasp of a glass stem, we know the tree leaves will fall.
Billy James Joyce is a painter working in Chicago. His work has been exhibited at Lowell in Portland, Peana in Monterrey, Devening Projects and Julius Caeser in Chicago. He received his MFA from the University of Illinois at Chicago in 2017.
Two Trees is organized by Jenna Ann Washington.
This presentation of Joyce’s work is accompanied with a poem by Elizabeth Lalley.
Our continued thanks to Jackson Mann, Sara McCall, and Ethan Pikas at Cellar Door Provisions.