Seattle Art Fair + LACMA

I had several new paintings up at the Seattle Art Fair 2016. “The Sentinels” received a nice writeup in Vanguard Seattle:

“...Peters executes it beautifully, choosing his subjects and his lighting well, taking one into the scene and giving it an otherworldly tone that rewards closer examination and a longer view.”

Also, this August I will have a painting up at LACMA, as part of the “Guillermo Del Toro: At Home with Monsters” show:

Guillermo del Toro: At Home with Monsters

For additional information about the paintings on this page please contact:

Sullivan Goss - An American Gallery
11 East Anapamu Street
Santa Barbara, CA 93101

t: 805.730.1460
e: Susan Bush - Sullivan Goss Gallery

	The Sentinals Oil on Linen Over Panel 40 x 40 inches 2016
	Last Light Oil on Linen Over Panel 47 x 47 inches 2016
	The Two of Us Oil on Linen Over Panel 16 x 16 inches 2016
	Quiet Morning Oil on Canvas 24 x 24 inches 2015
	At Twilight Oil on Linen over Panel 11 x 16 inches 2013
	Solitary Oak Oil on Linen over Panel 6 x 8 inches 2012
	Venice Beach Oil on Canvas 10 x 10 inches 2011
	Water's Edge Oil on Linen over Panel 6 x 8 inches 2014
	Homage to Whistler Oil on Linen over Panel 9 x 12 inches 2009
	Morning Fog Oil on Canvas 10 x 11 inches 2010

Finding Beauty in Dark Places

The Germans have a word "unheimlich" that is difficult to translate into English, although a blur between the words "uncanny" and "eerie" perhaps comes the closest to providing a definition.

In each of my paintings, I am trying to find the beauty in that uneasy twilight place between life and death, between reality and unreality, between self and what writer H.P. Lovecraft called "the others".

I love this poem by Emily Dickinson:

I died for beauty, but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.

He questioned softly why I failed?
"For beauty," I replied.
"And I for truth, -the two are one;
We brethren are," he said.

And so, as kinsmen met a night,
We talked between the rooms,
Until the moss had reached our lips,
And covered up our names.

My entire body of work is an attempt to capture the feeling I get every time I read it. One day I might succeed, until then here are my paintings...