On April 17 we attended the opening night of my father's (Philip Barlow) new exhibition at Phillips Gallery in Salt Lake City. He keeps getting better and better in his technique and artistry. So that must mean that 82 is the new 62! I'm so proud to be his child and to have inherited a small portion of his amazing talent. Thanks for sharing so much beauty and wonder with the world, Dad!
“One of my earliest memories of art is watching my father, Philip Barlow, at the end of a long day, sitting and pondering a new painting he brought home from his studio. Did it “say” what his mind’s eye wanted it to say?
I took some creative detours – acting and writing – before finding my voice as an artist. I studied with amazing teachers and mentors in San Francisco, at UC Berkeley and the Art Students League of New York, but I have been influenced most by the work, words, wisdom – and the powerful “mind’s eye” of my father.