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Adelaide Murphy Tyrol is adroit, so much so, that when McGowan first came across her work at the Richardson-Clarke Gallery in Boston, she wanted to meet her immediately. Tyrol paints nature, not macro as in landscapes but micro as in the minutiae of insects and budding flowers. A reviewer called her , “an expressionist John James Audubon, or a Roger Tory Peterson, with a humorous wink and an poke in the ribs.”
Tyrol’s “Whirligig” is an exquisite bug, executed with a draftsman’s precision and an artist’s leap of fancy. The beetle-like insect is a torpedo on the prowl, its inky green body half in and half out of the pea green water. Tyrol, who lives in the verdant countryside of Marshfield, Vermont, knows her subjects well, In another show, she described a praying mantis as a “saw with two blades” and “the only insect that can direct her gaze at will.” Like the world she has chosen to portray, Tyrol’s paintings are rich and luminous but likewise curious and dark. |
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