Mike Glier
Carving a Valley2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 16”x16"
Snow Drop2020, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 16”x16"
A Swallow Hunting over the Pond and the Call of Crows2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 16”x16"
Impatiens Glandulifera and the Sound of the River Brue.2020, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 16”x16"
Bird in an Updraft2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 16”x16"
Startled Ground Bird2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
Crying Beasts2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
It's sitting on the ground low among the flowers. The sound of the bees.2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
A low sky lifting. Cool. Sitting in the open hilly land, cattle lowing in the distance.2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
Twitching Water Bug2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
Morning Light Approaching over the Ocean.2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
At first light the birds make a ruckus.2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
The smell of Jasmine. The taste of mango. Gray palms. Purple flowers. Bird calls at dawn.2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
Big loud surf. Mostly alone.2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
The coral was beautiful but not as beautiful as it once was.2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 16”x16"
The Color of a Tropical Salt Pond.2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
The birds are elegant, their sound is not.2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
The sound of surf and the sharks are chasing seals.2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
The Sky Flattened into a Flower.2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
The stones click and clack as the water pushes through them.2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
Two seals rode the tide as it surged into Cobscook Bay. The building clouds looked like a brain.2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
Fog Approaching2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
Coastal forest. A few noises it couldn't name.2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
Sweetly Overcast.2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
Fog2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 16"x16"
A Loon Fishing.2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 16"x16"
An Elk Leaving the Forest.2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 16"x16"
Morning2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 16"x16"
Desert Quiet v.22019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16”
Gurgling Water Running Down a Mountain.2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
The thunderstorm came over the ridge surprising it. There was little cover.2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
It Moves Off.2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
It's Scared2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
Getting dark. It's lost.2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
Squirrel Leaving the Anthropocene.2019, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
Rose Scent into the Air2021, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 12”x16"
A cool breeze steadily building. First Daffodils.2021, oil on Arches oil paper, varnished, mounted on panel, 16”x16"
Installation ViewStudio

When I draw outside, I feel like the place in which I am sitting is giving me little gifts. It gives me shapes, textures, colors, sounds and sensations as prompts and with appreciation, I return the gift in the form of a drawing or painting.  I am reluctant to describe this exchange as if it were a relationship with another sentient being, since it suggests I’ve gone a little nutty, and strayed from rationality to favor magic! But there is something here worth considering and it’s not necessarily at odds with rational thinking that drives science and provides so many good things. Imagining the human relationship with nature as one of reciprocity, or more simply, thinking of it as a culture of gift exchange, may be the turn of mind necessary to counter the extremes of rationality that have provided argument for taking too much and depleting the natural world to the point of crisis. This is a grand thought in which to frame modest paintings of coyotes hunting and stones knocking about in the waves, but it is, nevertheless, one of the ideas that compels me to make them. 

I wrote an essay for Artforum on the working drawings of Watteau, marveling at the unselfconscious, fresh representations of ordinary things like drapery, a person, a cat or an object in the light of the studio, all arranged impromptu on the page.  Working drawings are not only pictures of things, but also representations of the act of studying. They are pictures of the phenomena of human perception. Since I’ve been focused on landscape, I’ve had the habit of making quick pencil sketches and color notations when I take a walk. I like the studies, since they are provisional and capture something of the spontaneity and instability of nature. The Field Notes series is a collection of these sketches and color notations. 

Artworks