There’s something to be said about Andrew McIntosh’s paintings. His juxtapositioning of the real with the surreal makes for an uncanny experience. Derelict buildings turn magical with surreal interiors, forgotten house-trailers open up to reveal dramatic sunsets.
“Born in the Highlands of Scotland in 1979, I recall drawing from an early age; obsessively drawing and re-drawing pictures, trying to achieve perfect scale and interesting ways of devising images,” writes the painter on his website.
“My paintings are an exercise in attraction,” he explains. “Through them I am constantly searching for new ways of communicating with the viewer. By seducing them with my imagery, I try to create a new visual language with the power to pique their attention and make them stop to ask: why?”
His desolate landscapes and houses hold within them a secret; suggesting the presence of a narrative that exists as much in the viewer’s mind as in the painting.
Only question left is do you, the viewer, believe in magic?
