Lois Dodd – Catching the Light
Portland, Maine: Last evening was almost balmy, this morning, not so much and tomorrow here comes the snow, more of it back down in the Hudson Valley than up here right by the coast, if the forecast proves accurate.
What am I doing in Maine in the winter, after so many years away? I’m taking a small part in the opening festivities for my neighbor Lois’ retrospective at the Portland Museum of Art.
The show’s title, Catching the Light, is a good description of her skill, or perhaps more accurately her very raison d’etre. But years of watching her at work, preparing to work, knocking off for the day and otherwise living the daily life of a painter have me firmly convinced that she wouldn’t be interested in catching it if it hadn’t caught her first.
I think of myself as someone quite attentive to light, aware of shifting shapes and colors, profoundly influenced every day by the amount and angle of sunshine, the endless interplay of clarity and cloud cover, the Kodacolor brilliance of late light under a dark layer of incipient rain.
Ha! All it takes is one casual remark from Lois- probably while we’re out on our daily walk – to show me, yet again, that I don’t know diddly. I’m learning, though. Maybe if we keep taking those walks for another 40 years or so, I’ll finally catch up with her in the catching light department.
But I doubt it.
Too daunting
Lois Dodd photographs by Bill Bakaitis
Thanks for sharing about your friendship with Lois Dodd — I only know her through her paintings, which I make sure to visit every time I’m at the museum in Portland, and am very much looking forward to her first museum retrospective!
Happy to do as much Lois-sharing as possible and let me tell you this – her first retrospective since the early 90s and a far larger one – is absolutely breathtaking. It’s wonderful to see so many of the big paintings all together in a space big enough to do them justice.
Ah-hah, so this is what takes you to Maine mid-winter. I love this post. She’s not only a wonderful artist, but a delightful person. You’ve captured something in the words that is particularly delicious: “The show’s title, Catching the Light, is a good description of her skill, or perhaps more accurately her very raison d’etre. But years of watching her at work, preparing to work, knocking off for the day and otherwise living the daily life of a painter have me firmly convinced that she wouldn’t be interested in catching it if it hadn’t caught her first.”