The Master Minds Series is an intersection of reality where dreams dissolve into lucid states of consciousness. Phantoms emerge from deep corners of the psyche to expose shards of their core to the light; feeding on the radiance for just a breath before retreating back to the shadows of inception. To witness each fragment of time is to be instigated, excited, enchanted… subdued.
The brilliance of the Master Minds series is the artist’s willingness to delve into the mind, piercing the shadows and embracing the expansiveness of imagination to capture moments of thought, memory, desire, and reflection. Extending an invitation to the observer; be witness to the surrealism that exists within each of us at every moment. Those lightening strike images and impulses that dart through our awareness purposefully, and unrelentingly, only to be swept away as quickly as they appear are made manifest here in prismatic splendor.
Years ago the brilliant philosopher-saint and mathematician, Descartes, wrote: “I think, therefore I am.” In my view (on this occasion) he erred greatly, and his failure of insight has done much to popularize small mindedness and, as a consequence of the same, extreme selfishness, especially in the West.
If “I am,” just because “I think,” then no effort is required beyond my thinking to give me value. “I,” as I perceive “I” to be, is all. What “I” want, what “I” feel, what “I” believe to be most true, is most true. With a simple twist of logic, Descartes sent many a tender mind into the shadows of depressed scale of vision. Freud added to the decline and the “modernists” fell in line with Freud. In brief, our thinking has been covertly conditioned to accept “I” as an absolute arbiter of truth and vision.
Had Descartes said instead, “I think, therefore I think I am,” had he given us a question rather than an answer, we would not think ourselves so wise as to know what “I” is and where “I” leads. Before all questions, before we ask what the truth is, what reality is, what God is, we must first ask what “I” is. We don’t ask because we think we know. This is not to say we know nothing of who we are and what we can become, that there is no hope of graduating scale of vision. There is hope and there are ways, maverick conditions that help open the mind, free our questions and challenge what we believe to be true.
Premier among those in the world of art providing new light is Joey Havlock. Joey is a brilliant visual strategist, a mind master whose preoccupation with “I think” now gives us this presence, the Master Minds Museum. As a rainfall of whimsical magic, the Master Minds Museum pounds the dry soil of our parched vision of life. This Museum of the visual mind is a set of doors open to questioning, a dance of riches we need no overriding authority to validate with historical provenance, accolades from renowned critics, or degrees from prestigious houses of academic grandeur.
From painting to painting the work is ready to give, made to smile at the dark. Joey’s images are fun and insightful, an honest retreat into a world of greater clarity. In the genre of pop-surrealism or even surrealism itself, there are some artists equal to Joey, but none better.