About peter j. ketchum
From the New York Times:
"Peter J. Ketchum knows how to get the viewer's
attention. Shown widely around the country, his
pictures commingle colors, people, situations,
commentary and mediums in a manner that is
provocative, funny and to the point. Attempts to
pigeonhole the work as Pop, folk, cartoon, mixed
media, collage, anthropomorphic, or merely strange
tend to fall short of the mark!"
Peter J. Ketchum received a B.A. from Colby College and did additional study at the School for Visual Arts in NYC. He also studied privately with George Baer.
The Brooklyn-based artist’s work is in the permanent collections of the Smithsonian Institute, The Norfolk History Museum, Colby, and the (late) Guggenheim Downtown. His work has been shown at The Brooklyn Museum, The Bushnell, The Springfield Museum of Fine Art, and The Discovery Museum and The Other Art Fair.
Five works were included in “35 Artists of North America,” curated by Thomas Krens, the former head of the Guggenheim.
The artist has shown in solo and group shows in at Exit Art, Lumina, MetroPictures, HERE, Bachelier/Cardonsky and the Charter Oak Cultural Center. Curators and/or gallery owners who have shown his work include Ethan and Ivan Karp (OK Harris, NYC), Susan Dunne (Pace NYC), John Klein (The Aldrich Museum) and Matthew Druitt (The Guggenheim) and many others.
Artists to Watch carry his cards and other products.
In making most of my work, a found black and white image is blown up, altered-- add something here, delete something there. It is then painted on and colored with acrylics, pens, markers, photo dyes and maybe glitter or faux jewels.
The altered images are cut out and mounted on invented backgrounds, often made from found ephemera: song sheets, advertisements, book covers, original inscriptions, old letters. Or, backgrounds that have been painted, usually in acrylics, by the artist.
The work is a collaboration with unknown photographers and subjects made anonymous by time and negligence. Lives as impermanent and ethereal as yours and mine. Like all of us, they smiled at the camera...CLICK! And were gone.