"Tension of Emptiness"
24 in. X 48 in.
Acrylic on Canvas
©Lee Baldwin 2006
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'Tension of Emptiness' is from my hard-edge impressionism school, in which I render scenes via areas of flat color having sharp boundaries. At first a seeming jumble of abstract shapes, the image resolves into a recognizable landscape. But the right-brain engagement remains, serving up small surprises and 'a-ha' moments with each viewing.

Artist Statement?

This is the place where artists usually offer up their "artist statement," that flash of stunning insight which communicates and crystallizes their intellect, inspiration, and modesty for the ages. Bah, humbug. It doesn't mean much unless someone else says it, so suffice it to say I'm working to render images on canvas by means of sharply-defined random shapes, a style I call "hard-edge impressionism."

In 1994, when I was designing stained glass windows, I visited artist
Michael Heizer at his remote studio near Hiko, Nevada.
Heizer sent me the following note:

"I reviewed an extensive photographic file of Lee Baldwin's stained glass production, covering many years of work, and in my opinion, the works were both aesthetically and technically advanced. I look forward to seeing this work placed in public and private collections."

Other endorsements by visiting dignitaries.

Irreverent Sales Pitch!

Purchase of original artwork from a living artiste' is a good choice for high-end gifts. After all, if you want to get her (or him, or it) in the mood just samba in toting a Baldwin original. They aren't cheap, but then again neither is a cherry 1968 Chevy Camaro with 11,000 original miles on it. That's right, art lovers, there are several sure-fire routes to immortality, and one of them is to buy a genuine Baldwin from an authorized Art Dealer, which these days is Crimson Alley in Sedona's posh Hillside Center.

As Sigmund Freud once put it, "the artist wants three things, Fame, Money, and Beautiful Lovers." Once you hang a Baldwin in your home or office, you may be assured of up to two of those. Buy these paintings! They are on canvas. Friends will admire, and seek you out. You will be admitted to the world of the cognoscenti and the earth shall smell of roses forevermore.

But just what the quack is anyone to make of this obscure artist's work? Is it real? And if so, why? Why does anyone like art anyway? Furthermore, What Is Art, And What's In It For Me?

There are no simple answers to those semi-ponderable questions, but the best anyone could deduce from the man's ravings is that he uses a brush to apply paint to stretched cotton canvas.

Yeah, you can click that mouse to your heart's content, but if you
want the genuine hard-edge impression, drop in to see my stuff at Crimson Alley in Sedona...

The Older I Get, the Faster I Was
by Lee Baldwin, boy racer

Hawaii International Raceway, September, 1993... Eric and I chased each other like this for 25 miles, swapping position every lap. As the laps ran out, I did a mental eenie-meenie and discovered that HE would take the position on the last lap. Coming into the braking area at the end of the longest straight, I braked early and light, instead of waiting until the last possible millisecond. As Eric ("rubbing is racing") came past me, his car hesitated, I heard him get back on the gas... I had thrown him off his rhythm, and re-passed him exiting the turn. Exciting paint-swapping run, and this was only for fourth place...

We were going miles per hour...























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