Ronald Gonzales

The Gallery at the Ann Felton Multicultural Center
August 3 - September 27, 2016
Monday - Thursday, 11 a.m. - 4 p.m.
Artist Reception: Wednesday, August 31, 11:15 a.m. – 12:00 p.m., with Artist Talk at 11:30 a.m. in the gallery


I live in a world where objects and figures are inseparable. I have a preference for the tragic and search out the pitiful object that has endured with all the marks of desolation and ruin to create empathy. My work tries to speak to their pathos as part of what is common to all things. The object captures the found body’s possibilities of surprise and meaning through chance and discovery. My impulse is for the immediacy and urgency of expression.These blackened figures are a gesture of spirit that express a sorted tone of existential angst of a human condition. They are a staged fiction of mass, form and line, the standing darkness of a spectre, a grotesque caricature possessing the power of associations. As figures the objects cross into the boundary of the psyche and become secret shadows and symbols of deformation. My affinity is for the tradition of transformation, to seek and find is not enough. I believe in what is revealed through the process of burning, layering, and the action of destruction and regeneration. My work is rooted in metaphoric anatomies and measured by traces of presence. For me the object is connected to questions of personal identity reinvented, reconfigured and reassembled in the intimacy between image and self. The objects that I use have been ravaged by possession and loss. As entities, they conceal lived experience as commonplace and transitory. Like us, things are tempered and shaped by their environment from hands that have conducted memories, histories, analogies and resemblances into them. The object tells its tale of nostalgia requiring the constant shaping that flows from within a living person for ensouling and communication. The lessons of nature always go back to a fleeting reality. These decaying personas have been brought together in their final place as imaginary beings of real life existence in the process of being born as something else.  

~Ronald Gonzalez