Sébastien Jupille’s story begins simply. As a kid he drew constantly, not because anyone pushed him toward art but because it was the activity he returned to on his own. When adults asked him what he wanted to do later in life, he said he wanted to draw. Even then he felt unsure about pursuing […]
From the beginning, Eva Dixon’s relationship to making things was tied to the rhythms of labor and construction. She grew up watching their dad build the houses they lived in, convinced as a child that they were helping just as much as he was. The garage became their first studio, a place where she felt
Marc Sparfel’s story begins with an act of discovery, the kind that happens quietly, without expectation. Born in Brittany, France, he grew up surrounded by nature, with animals and trees forming the backdrop of his earliest memories. He speaks of this time as one filled with observation, a sensitivity to the natural world that would
In his Berlin studio, Ruprecht von Kaufmann works surrounded by the quiet textures of linoleum, a surface he has made his own. Sheets of it lean against the walls, layered with traces of paint, scratches, and cuts that record both his process and his thoughts. The space feels lived in, not in the cluttered sense,
Nancy Goldring remembers her first studio vividly. It was not a grand loft in New York or a well-lit atelier in Italy, but a corner of her family’s basement in St. Louis, Missouri. She was a child, and her mother, wanting to keep her occupied, gave her a small space to call her own. “My
Vasco Del Rey’s journey as a painter began with a small, bright green and yellow sketchbook his mother bought him when he was six years old in Mexico. “She had a passing promise,” he recalls. “’I’ll buy it for you if you use every page.’ At the time I didn’t think I was going to
Logan T. Sibrel’s journey as an artist began in the quiet town of Santa Claus, Indiana, where the natural rhythms of rural life shaped his earliest interactions with the world. “I was always drawing and painting just kind of as a pastime,” he explains. “Because of where I grew up, which was quite rural and,
When Josie Girand talks about her early years, she remembers moving quietly through classrooms, feeling out of place in her own skin. Those years left her with a sense of introspection that would later shape her art. “I used to be really shy,” she says. “I felt like I was covered in grease… and I
Yael Dresdner speaks with the same focus that appears in her work. When she describes painting, it isn’t with grand gestures or lofty words but with a simple truth: “It’s a necessity. Almost like eating and sleeping.” From Israel to the United States, from graphic design to painting her path has always circled back to
When asked what he does, Md Tokon doesn’t call himself an artist. He prefers something simpler: “I always say I’m a painter. I feel good about it.” To Tokon, painting is more than a profession—it’s an identity. The word “painter” holds a weight and clarity that no other label can carry. Tokon was born in
