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    Dave Wisniewski
 I was born March 26, 1956.
 I work and reside in Toledo, Ohio .
 I am married to the PERFECT wife and have two
	GREAT children.
 
 Early Years
 My mother was an artist and equipped me with 
	paintings supplies at an early age.
 When I was in the 3rd grade I took my first 
	oil painting to school for "Show and Tell" and 
	it was  placed 
	on an easel in the hall for all the students to see. My teacher told 
	me I was very talented. I had no idea what that meant until that very 
	moment.
 My professional art experience started when a 
	record store hired me as the 
	store artist in 1977. I created art for all the displays and promotions 
	throughout the store. At that time I mastered the airbrush and began 
	painting airbrushed portraits of the recording artists.
 A few years later I started a shop that provided custom painting for autos 
	and motorcycles, as well as the airbrush portraits and signs. 
	I was a fairly successful street artist.
 
 Bump in the Road
 I have been diabetic all my life and in 1987 I was diagnosed with Diabetic Retinopathy, and found my 
	eyesight failing fast. Ttreatments and surgeries
	helped but by the end of the year I was legally blind.
 After intensive rehabilitation, low vision 
	evaluations and aptitude testing by  the Bureau of Services for the Visually 
	Impaired,  the 
	redesignn of my 
	future was at hand. My 
	counselor asked, "Mr. Wisniewski, what  would 
	you like to do?"
 I replied, “Well, I am 
	still an artist.”
 
 Back to the Drawing Board
 To achieve a formal education in art 
	I enrolled at the University of Toledo where I majored in painting 
	and received 
	my Bachelor of Art degree in 1998..
 The professors and instructors were essential in 
	helping me find a way to 
	use my remaining sight to create art. 
	I graduated Suma Cum Laude.
 
 Thanks Mom
 My mother suddenly died in 1999. A week later my father was notified 
	that a sofa mom had purchased was ready for pick-up. Still dazed by her 
	untimely deathI, we dragged ourselves to the 
	furniture store. During the transaction the sales clerk painfully reflected 
	on how my mother boasted me as a "wonderful artist". The clerk 
	recommended a local Art gallery 
	in which she was familiar. I took a painting to 
	the gallery and  was invited to display my work. 
	I  immediately
	sold that painting before it was even hung. I 
	continue to sell paintings locally as well as to buyers around the country.  As the interest in my work has increased I 
	am producing more paintings and 
	reaching out to new galleries and exhibitions.
 Thanks again Mom.
 
 Whom have I created?
 
 They gaze out at us from under the wide brim of a well-worn hat with 
	shadowed eyes, and we become locked in their ambiguous stare. The 
	interaction begins with careful investigation of what may be going on in 
	that two-dimensional mind created on the canvas. Cowboys, lawmen and farmers 
	from a dusty past peek into our lives as if there is something to be said. 
	Where have they been, and what are their stories?
 Being that I am legally blind I cannot actually see eyes, merely shadows. It 
	is difficult to distinguish if someone is looking at me, near me, or behind 
	me, and I can only assume eye contact. My paintings allow you to experience 
	my awkward perspective, but then, allow you  to look right back and ask, 
	“Are you looking at me?” At that point you are invited, sometimes demanded, 
	to acknowledge the subjects interest in you.
 Scale is important in my work for two reasons. It has become a case of 
	"cause and effect". My limited eyesight “causes” me to paint larger, 
	resulting in images that have an imposing and intimidating “effect”. The 
	size of the canvas pulls observers from across the room to be introduced to 
	my "larger than life" characters. The subjects are stylized, sometimes 
	“cartoon-ish" and impressionistic, but with technique, I obtain the illusion 
	of depth, detail and conviction.
 Another ingredient I sometimes throw into the recipe is texture. I have 
	added materials such as sawdust, sand, birdseed, and even coffee grounds, at 
	different stages to prepare the surface. This 3rd dimension to the 
	expression of the subject tempts you to touch them. The texture teams with 
	the subject to portray the “true grit” of the life and times of those “rough 
	and tumble” bygone days.
 I have yet to find a room that does not welcome my work. My paintings find 
	comfort in the rustic cottage surroundings as well as the most sterile 
	contemporary environments.
 
 Dave Wisniewski
 
 
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