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Andrew Shears:

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Andrew Shears, Desert Lights

Desert Lights

oil on panel, 8" x 10"

$2,200

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Andrew Shears, Dusk

Dusk

oil on panel, 8" x 10"

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Andrew Shears, Laura's Tree

Laura's Tree

oil on panel, 8" x 10"

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Andrew Shears, Nocturne at Sea

Nocturne at Sea

oil on panel, 8" x 10"

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Andrew Shears, Palm Dream

Palm Dream

oil on panel, 8" x 10"

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Andrew Shears, Dust

Dust

oil on panel, 8" x 10"

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Andrew Shears, Cowboys and Indians

Cowboys and Indians

oil on panel, 8" x 10"

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Andrew Shears, Desert Nocturne

Desert Nocturne

oil on panel, 8" x 10"

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Andrew Shears, Nocturne

Nocturne

oil on panel, 8" x 10"

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Andrew Shears, Palms

Palms

oil on panel, 8" x 10"

$2,200

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Andrew Shears, Red Sky

Red Sky

oil on panel, 8" x 10"

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Andrew Shears, Spotlight

Spotlight

oil on panel, 8" x 10"

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Andrew Shears, Lightning

Lightning

oil on panel, 8" x 10"

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Andrew Shears, Hospital Hill

Hospital Hill

oil on panel, 8" x 10"

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Andrew Shears, Foothills

Foothills

oil on panel, 8" x 10"

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Andrew Shears, Early Morning

Early Morning

oil on panel, 8" x 10"

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Andrew Shears, Creek Hill

Creek Hill

oil on panel, 8" x 10"

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Wholeness, Harmony, Radiance: The artwork of Andrew Shears

“The first step in the direction of beauty is to understand the frame and scope of the imagination, to comprehend the act itself of aesthetic apprehension.”
—James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
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The artwork of Andrew Shears belies his years. Skillfully astute and conceptually profound, the artist’s paintings transcend the noise and agitation of our technologically frenzied culture.

Shears’ work centers on his unconventional experiences with the mundane. Through beguilingly simple subject matter primitively centralized in composition, the work emanates wholeness. Portraits of ordinary, single objects or solitary, familiar places, viewed straight ahead as if in a mutual encounter, remind us of something we’ve perhaps felt before—something now articulated in a different and specific way. We recall, in the words of James Joyce, being arrested by beauty.