Mark Warren Jacques

by Monday, June 18, 2012

Born 1984. Columbus, Ohio
Mark Warren Jacques lives and works in Portland, Oregon, U.S.A.

For Mark Warren Jacques, life is a wave, a fluid energy that washes over us all, binding and defining. The universe is a four lane sidewalk of constant flux, upon the surface of which we must all skate. One night he told me the story of how, searching for answers, he visited a monastery in the Midwest. There was an admiration and peace in the way he described the labor, commitment, belief, kindness and serenity that united this group.

These are the forces that bind Mark to life, a commitment to searching and questioning, to finding life’s greatest secrets in the dusty unused corners of a crowded room. A life of talking to monks and bike messengers, Marks eye is tuned equally to the charms of the wise and the insane: the punk and the philosopher, the prophet and the crackpot.

With an eye to the interstellar and the unimagined, the artist is a dogged painter of the everyday. Triangles, and mind melting rays of color anthropomorphize the thoughts, people places and struggles of daily life. It is from the fabric of personal experience that the artist weaves his singsong narratives.

The painter is a collector, his body of work a permanent museum housing the psychic ephemera from a life well lived. Form, thought and feeling fuze into one indiscernible ball of color and light. To observe is to create and to create is to live.


Communicating, creating and sharing are the building blocks of his art practice and of his daily life. A celebration of the mundane and the magical, for Mark to see is to conceive.

Text by Howard Hurst.

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  • Rob
    March 21, 2013

    Totally mesmerising – we need more like this!

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Mark Warren Jacques

by Monday, June 18, 2012

Born 1984. Columbus, Ohio
Mark Warren Jacques lives and works in Portland, Oregon, U.S.A.

For Mark Warren Jacques, life is a wave, a fluid energy that washes over us all, binding and defining. The universe is a four lane sidewalk of constant flux, upon the surface of which we must all skate. One night he told me the story of how, searching for answers, he visited a monastery in the Midwest. There was an admiration and peace in the way he described the labor, commitment, belief, kindness and serenity that united this group.

These are the forces that bind Mark to life, a commitment to searching and questioning, to finding life’s greatest secrets in the dusty unused corners of a crowded room. A life of talking to monks and bike messengers, Marks eye is tuned equally to the charms of the wise and the insane: the punk and the philosopher, the prophet and the crackpot.

With an eye to the interstellar and the unimagined, the artist is a dogged painter of the everyday. Triangles, and mind melting rays of color anthropomorphize the thoughts, people places and struggles of daily life. It is from the fabric of personal experience that the artist weaves his singsong narratives.

The painter is a collector, his body of work a permanent museum housing the psychic ephemera from a life well lived. Form, thought and feeling fuze into one indiscernible ball of color and light. To observe is to create and to create is to live.


Communicating, creating and sharing are the building blocks of his art practice and of his daily life. A celebration of the mundane and the magical, for Mark to see is to conceive.

Text by Howard Hurst.

 

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