Ray Friesz works in a medium (Duco enamel) in which the material itself makes it comparatively easy to cheat, to paint brightly colored, rhythmic, empty things, but he does nothing of the kind. His paintings are filled almost to the exploding point with color, but also with subtlety and restraint; they are rhythmic, but not meaninglessly so, rather, they each have their own individual gracefulness, and they are far from empty of validity or of content. Mr. Friesz discovers in each painting, seemingly in the act of painting it, its relevance to natural form, and in each he carries out the landscape implications without disguising the growth from paint to painted vision. He does this with great craft and discipline; his world is truly lovely, and a rare pleasure to travel in.
—S. Z. Perkoff
