Lyle Richardson
A lot of the paintings take on a dream significance. The strip joints, etc., shouldn’t be taken too seriously. If I retain a spirit of fun when I paint perhaps it’s all worthwhile. Perhaps I just paint the weather. -Lyle Richardson
I’ve known Lyle since high school. We’d skip class, hang in the basement listening to Muddy Waters, Howlin’ Wolf. Lyle would play the blues on the piano and paint pictures. He still plays the blues, and paints them, too. His little water colors are stunning jewels, sometimes clear like diamonds, other times dark and deep as a blood red ruby. He says he paints the weather, and I take that to mean the weather in his head. Pure poetry…..the sunny days and the storms that sulk and rage inside each and every one. – Tony Fouhse, 2010
