Karilee Fuglem

As I leave the gallery to walk down the street I stop and watch as the wind brushes up against the brittle blossom that survived the winter snows. The petals quiver in the wind, the sun catching golden edges while the blue shadows move and dip. “A Fuglem moment,” I think to myself and internally I thank the artist, for now I have been rendered rich, a seer of the elusive beauty of the world that is always already here with me.

For one month Fuglem occupied Pierre-François Ouellette art contemporain. Here she took note of the natural light, the air currents, the wall contours, the floor dimensions. Paying attention to the environment she inhabited, Fuglem played with, arranged, and rearranged the given elements of her artistic vocabulary: reflections, movement, transparencies, light, shadows. She employed those materials that capture, extend, highlight, and document. Long strips of paper flutter when we walk by, mirrored surfaces refract the given light, fishing line documents arching sunbeams. Fuglem’s oeuvre, executed with the mastery of a thirty-year practice, eases effortlessly into the space of the gallery.