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Robert Harvey

David Stuart Galleries

Robert Harvey’s paintings and a few small drawings carry the paradox of most good, but not overwhelming, shows: that is, the tendency to appear as a conglomeration of slight faults rather than a generally pleasing collection of paintings. Harvey’s pictures are meant to resemble, in a formalistically detached manner, family snapshots taken during the late twenties and early thirties; a faint, brownish patina and white border on each picture indicates the source. The paint application, in thin stains and shallow opaques, gives a flattened chiaroscuro that pushes the images back into the realm of things recalled. This carefully plotted, personal nostalgia, titled with such unassuming endearments as, “My Cousin Chet” is poignant, considered rhetorically, and beautiful, considered technically; but Harvey raises a few doubts concerning small corners of some of the paintings and the import of

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