Tremayne Primm

Red, cobalt blue, and black collide at the center of this canvas, and the white space around them lets every stroke breathe. I painted it with quick, deliberate movements and stopped when the composit…

I was exploring colors and techniques, out this down for a couple of days and now I like it.

Gold Bark DriftI found this bark on the ground and knew right away I wanted to use it. I glued the pieces to the canvas and turned the bark itself gold, so the texture of the tree carries the shine. T…

Roots of amber, leaves of gold. This tree carries our ancestors' strength, and every acorn holds the seed of the generation to come. We were shaped by fire, and we keep rising.

Roots of Amber, leaves of gold. This tree carries my ancestors' strength, and every acorn holds the seed of the generation to come. We were shaped by fire, and we keep rising.

Here is my latest painting! A big black swoosh sweeps from the upper left to the lower right, with bold red glowing behind it and white space giving it room to breathe. I loved layering the thick pain…

Painting Gold Thread felt like breathing out. I picked up my brushes, let the red and black swirl wherever my hand wanted to go, and trusted every mark as it landed. Each stroke came from instinct, an…

Painting this work felt liberating. I released my need for tight structure and trusted instinct to guide the composition. The result carries the joy, tension, and release I felt as I worked. The title…

Rooted in Gold Chocolate brown, burnt orange, green, and gold are the colors my hands reach for first. They carry the memory of my ancestors and the land they worked. I built the texture from sanded m…

Crown Hour