Vincent Pucciarelli - Photography
Icarus ProgenyReflectionSolitudeTimes Square MenagerieThe City ApopempticThe Music of the CirclesPointersThe Eyes Have itOn the StreetPalimpsest
Pentimento  Central and Riverside ParksThe Sidewalks of New YorkSomnolenceHomelessRed, White and BlueHeterogenyThe Persistence of AbstractionDigital Images   Incidental MusicShadowsWindow Design     Paintings: Colored inksWatercolorsPortraitsCollageUntitled12yUntitled13yUntitled14yUntitled15yUntitled16yUntitled17yUntitled18yUntitled19yUntitled20yUntitled21yUntitled22yUntitled23yUntitled24yUntitled49uUntitled47uUntitled50uUntitled51uUntitled52uUntitled49uUntitled47uUntitled50uUntitled51uUntitled52uUntitled53uUntitled54uUntitled5xaUntitled60aUntitled61aUntitled21tUntitled37cUntitled38cUntitled46aUntitled47aUntitled48aUntitled49a
My photographs sometimes focus on abstract forms that highlight the two-dimensionality of the picture plane. I often observe on walls of the city in which I live, through many layers of posters and graffiti, a kind of raw pentimento created by many hands, over time, unknown to each other.

I think it important as well to explore the intersection of form and the experience of it in everyday life. As I walk about the streets of New York City and photograph its people, I can see that this is not an entirely classless society. The worst off represent our country as much as the most fortunate. Walking the streets in my city, as I experience people in their infinite variety, I will continue to document my experience.

In Digital Abstraction I have created, with an emphasis on light and its effect on form, a series of images using computer software.

I have included some of my paintings on this site. I continue to paint because I feel compelled to do so, a compulsion I was born with, I think. But what we think, or what we know, or what we believe, is in the end, of little consequence. The only thing of consequence is what we do.

My goal is to make the work accessible. I am not puritanically distrustful of aesthetic pleasure as many post-modernists are and I am not interested in illustrating obscure philosophical insights. While I wish for the viewer to have an immediate visceral reaction I also wish for one to really look and not just reflexively swoon.

We work in the dark...we do what we can...we give what we have. Our doubt is our passion and our passion is our task. The rest is the madness of art.
Henry James