A few years ago, Corey S. Pressman entered a series of life events that greatly challenged his sense of self and stasis. Being a lifelong musician, he turned to songwriting for creative balm. However, for the first time in his life, the music would not come. Around that time, he was experimenting with asemic writing and creating simple visual compositions with graphite on paper. He let go of any i...nhibition and quite suddenly, as with Melville's Ishmael, "the great flood-gates of the wonder-world swung open."
His artworks use the colors and forms of everyday experience as an alphabet with which to describe states of consciousness that are otherwise difficult to articulate. To do this, the works isolate and rearrange the hues, shapes, and relationships of shadows, stars, paths, the sun, eyes, flowers, fences, clouds, every tree, insects, architecture, alphabets, dusk, rain, and all birds. These pieces report and transport; they are the map and the territory; they are the ticket and the treasure.
Corey S. Pressman is an award-winning emerging artist, writer, and teacher living in the Pacific Northwest. He is an owner-member of Portland's Waterstone Gallery.