Jeff Hyman

About 10 years ago, foreseeing the end of a long business career, a close friend strongly suggested I attend an art studio to try my hand at something that was very different from the highly analytical activity I’d been engaged in for 30 years. That single painting experience hooked me, and as my business career waned in intensity, my concentration on painting grew proportionally. I’ve discovered how painting has opened for me a passage to a heretofore unknown inner world, provided me with an avenue to an expression I’d been lacking, and stimulated a creative and revealing vein that had lied dormant for most of my life.

The painting process for me is a highly meditative, internalizing experience in which I am uncertain and impatient early in the picture’s formative stage, only to become exuberant at the alchemical moment when the painting morphs into the refined and discernible image I’ve been chasing from the start. My aim is that the viewer of my painting recognizes a time, place, or thing, and sees in it a beauty or a complexity that might ordinarily be overlooked because of its mundaneness.