Last night I attended the reception for Deborah Butterfield's new show at L.A. Louver. I haven't seen a solo show of her work since her Oakland show many years ago, although I've encountered many of her pieces through the years at different museums and in private collections. I've always followed Deborah Butterfield's work and admire her tremendously. Now that I've actually ridden horses and been around them, I appreciate her sculptures even more, although the artist claims her work is not about horses at all, but rather is a tabula rasa to which the viewer gives meaning.
Deborah Butterfield works outside the trends of the art world, and ultimately this is my favorite kind of artist no matter what the medium. Someone who can successfully create their own world at this level always grabs my attention, and when I resonate with the work it's even better, sort of a heavenly feeling of appreciation.
This particular piece is large, deeply glossy and almost heart-breakingly beautiful in person. I enjoyed this show more than any I've ever been to at this gallery and although I wasn't there for long as we went on to dinner, I'd like to make another trip back to spend more time looking at the life size works and the smaller bronzes.
The show runs through May 9 at L.A. Louver, 45 N. Venice Blvd, Venice, CA.