By Chris Jalufka | 12.06.2013
As artist Erik Jones paints the human figure — the female form slips away and a simple beauty pushes through. His depictions of women are built within a loose structure of colored stripes, exploded forms of shattered light dressed across the body — a headdress, a coat of armor.
It’s a a folding of the worldly — the dimensional, into a concrete space. The figure is there as an illusion, where the colored fragments exist as their true-self.