Case Baumgarten, graduated with a BFA from the lauded Corcoran College of Art + Design in Washington, D.C. in 2018. Demonstrating talent from a young age, Case is the son of the late artist and sculptor Lee Baumgarten, mentor to thousands of burgeoning minds over the decades before his tragic death in 2019. Carrying the torch of his father’s creative proclivities, Case is an accomplished artist in his own right, winning the Sculpture Award for his senior thesis show at Corcoran, exhibiting at KunstHaus Gallery in Alexandria, Virginia, as well as in Cologne and Berlin, Germany. The compelling emotional depth, spiritual gravitas, and material alchemy of his work belie his tender age of 24. Since the advent of joining ANFA one year ago, his work has been placed in dozens of noteworthy private and corporate collections.
Baumgarten’s body of work presents the incessant search for lost loved ones. Through abstraction and realism, his paintings push the viewer to address all images of faith. In his own words, “Even in moments of familiarity and what is recognized, lay emotions of helplessness and sorrow with these figures. The experience of color and the absence of color serve as vessels for the figure through spiritual territories. As I developed my art after the passing of my beloved father, I returned to this series, only to realize I had been creating self portraits. That these figures were a representation of my own search for a lost loved one.
The exhibition runs January 19th–February 27th
Artist Statement: Through emotional depiction, I create work that shares our global human likenesses. It was the passing of my father, which led me to integrate the topic of self relations and connectivity on account of profound anguish into my work. This series of figurative abstractions would be called “Feet in the Garden,” which references something unattainable – a never-ending vexatious search for deceased loved ones. The work abstracts images of faith. In doing so, I can engage with my audience’s experience in the struggles that come from deaths trials and tribulations. The pieces’ limited presentation of color suspends moments of familiarity in helplessness. In that which is left behind, in spaces vacated indefinitely, is a tumultuous yearn for direction. Astray in spiritual territories, these figures wander, reflecting our personal affair in the rivers current of trauma.
I continuously create this work not only for my search for my passed father but for the many who are experiencing their endeavors for lost loved ones.
This is for you.
My father, my voice, my soul.
Smiling light in a shadowed tree.
A voice of the strum, I feel.
Expressing green by your days.
Twitched wrist resting.
Sliding far from our credence.
A traveler, traveling.
Awaiting our familiar forthcoming.
We will and we are.
This is for you.
Chasing parallels to reach,
Sleeping in the fire light.
This is for you my father.
This is for you, my train of lightnin’
Color of my spirit
Father of my being
This is for you