The art of Stevens Vaughn has been described variously as abstract, organic, wild, spontaneous and free. In fact the process of his art is the performance of highly unique and ever changing rituals connecting the spiritual world, his individual thoughts and physical action.
The works which we see are relics of these rituals.
In his works Baptism of Color, he takes on pollution.
Pollution of the environment, of thought, of ideals.
He does not accept a grey polluted world whether it is the manmade grayness of this winter in Beijing or the political winter of the inauguration of Donald Trump in Washington D.C. or the ruins of Allepo.
The absolution of his tools in water represents his love of purity in nature, human interaction and direct experience.
The water though polluted itself is at it most basic a substance of purification.
Water is changeless, powerful, mysterious and all encompassing in his world.
In performing the Baptism of Color, the artist entered the water to cleanse his body and his thoughts and merge them with the physical world.
The application of color, meditation on the current state of the world and the work created were complete when he joins the work on the sand.
I have a fascination with rituals. Rituals create a sense of order in my existence.
Mystery is the essence of my being.
Autism brings its own beauty for I am not bound by constraints of time and order.
I inhabit a world of chaos, a world where the outcome is no more relevant than the beginning.
The most sacred of my rituals involve water. Immersing myself I return to primordial memories.
In the Tao, feng shui, elements of wind and water create the basis of all harmony.
Water has no bones and cannot be broken or contained ... always in movement.
My paintings are a record of a brief life when the water, paper, color and I engage in a ritualistic dance.
I do not seek to control the water.
I surrender to the water.
The paper comes to life.
Moving, pigments separating and blending.
No time to think for like the calligrapher I am not a writer of words.
The colors have their own language.
For a moment we are one entity where the outcome is random....beyond explanation.
When the ritual is finished the paper becomes a relic of the moment.
"Baptism of Color"
from Friday 20 to Monday 23 January 2017
Art Rooms 2017
Meliá White House
London NW1 3UP