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A Studio Visit with Sabine Tress



 View of the Cologne Cathedral














Detail








Last month I was able to visit the studio of the German painter Sabine Tress.

Although, Sabine is based in Cologne she has curated shows in Europe and here in the U.S. and I have been fortunate enough to have my work included alongside hers in many group shows from Dallas to London over the last four or five years.

It was a highlight of our trip to finally meet and spend hours talking with Sabine and to view more of her vibrant, commanding paintings in person.















Detail
























Sabine Tress in conversation in her studio, Cologne 2016.







































The artist with works in progress.










*some works presented in this post in process.

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