Judith Lindbloom

Acrylic on Canvas

works on paper



Judith Lindbloom’s paintings throw the viewer back into the fifties scene of abstract painting in NYC. Lindbloom left the Midwest for New York City at a very young age with $10 in her pocket and headed for Greenwich Village. At the time, it was the axis of the New York art scene and thronged with famous as well as notorious artists.

Lindbloom was especially drawn to the experimental painters. Franz Kline was closest to her and a great admirer of her talent. Much time was spent in each other’s studios. Kline secured a real exhibition for Lindbloom through Albert Skira, but she decided to leave the New York art scene altogether.

Poughkeepsie art critic Wayne Lempka calls Lindbloom’s work “dynamic”, and points to the “complex layering of surface painting combined with a mysterious medieval-like iconography.”

Art critic Joan D’Arcy reviewed Lindbloom’s latest exhibit at Loraine Kessler Gallery in Poughkeepsie. “When one first views Lindbloom’s work Franz Kline immediately comes to mind; one’s second thought is deKooning. These determinations are merely the first step in the process of “seeing” Lindbloom’s paintings. Instead of thinking deKooning, one must think Chaim Soutine (whose work greatly affected deKooning). For sheer pictorial violence, Lindbloom comes very close to being an equal. She utterly distorts the descriptive content of a landscape. Houses become a slanted rooftop over a non-existent house, hills rear up, the horizon is dragged on a furious slant – the piece becomes a tumulty of colors and forms like entrails used for divination.

Pollock’s influence on Lindbloom may be much commented upon, and problematically so. While Pollock depends upon the skeining and overlay of thrown paint from edge to edge, Lindbloom was able to find a way of rapid gestural drawing. It’s the brush that counts for her as she covers a fairly large surface with vibrant notation, shifting tempo, direction and fatness of marks.”

A near solitary and unheralded artist, Lindbloom has painted constantly these last 30 years, rarely missing a day. In winter, her studio is cold so she bundles up in a padded jumpsuit and three pairs of socks, and works all day. She says, “It’s my life.” Then adds,”It’s made my life.”

Sadly, Judith passed away July, 2016.