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Defined by raw speed and motions distorted by damaged neurologic pathways, this collection captures the immediate, unfiltered energy of the brush moving across the canvas in real time.

Studio Archive Pieces shown here

© 2026 John Czwartacki

urgent gestures

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Murderous Ebb

60" x 48" inches

Oil on canvas

2026

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The artist's first "big boy" canvas at five feet, it's an explosive, high-velocity performance of chromatic black crashing against a stark white ...and itself.

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VOS: 0.15

24” x 18” inches 

Oil on canvas panel 

2026

 

Monochromatic friction and aggressive blurring that hold kinetic tension. Artist’s recreation of his left eye’s actual visual field 

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a forest

18x24” inches (46 x 61cm) 
Oil on Canvas panel 
2026

 

Laws of nature, pulled by gravity, and ungovernable result of a blending that will not be controlled. 

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Ode to Reconciliation 

48" x 30" inches

Oil on canvas

2026

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A work nearly four feet wide that scraped and pushed a wet black and white "totus" mark moments after it was laid down. The velocity of those movements is captured visually in the resulting thick, interlocking structure; balancing opposing elements in an uneasy alignment.

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Meltwater

18” x 24” inches 

Oil on canvas panel 

2026
 

An energetic display of crisp, unblended tracks of contrasting colors and fracturing  boundaries that  capture the visceral momentum of a rushing current. 

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Life Between

36" x 48" inches

Oil on canvas

2026

 

When pillars of pressures stack against hope, life finds its way. Across 4 feet of canvas.

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Hold On

36" x 28" inches

Oil on canvas

2026

 

A record of the sensation of vertigo, the disassociation with the horizon, and grasp for fixed stability. 

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Vanity Vector

24"x18” inches (61x 46cm) 
Oil and charcoal on Canvas panel 
2026

 

A lone truth is not the painting’s aim; its vectors generate energy, consume themselves, and ultimately encircle only emptiness.

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