Studio Visit with Jeff Frederick

Jeff Frederick was born in Concord, New Hampshire and currently lives and works in New York, City.

He received a BA from Vassar and an MFA from Brooklyn College (CUNY) in 2010.

Frederick's Handheld Paintings can currently be seen in the group exhibition Back In Situ, Or Turns at Centotto in Brooklyn and he recently had work on view in this year's NurtureArt benefit, at Life on Mars' Summer Invitational, and at Storefront Ten Eyck's Arts in Bushwick BOS Benefit exhibition.

For more information and to view more paintings and a video of Frederick's working process follow the link to his site here.

Hand held paintings

Detail

Hand held paintings

Jeff Frederick in his studio in the Bushwick neighborhood of Brooklyn, 2014

Comments

alan said…

work looks great!

December 28, 2014 at 3:20 PM

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