Stephen Beccia
Stephen Beccia is a self-taught contemporary visual artist who lives and works in Hudson, Massachusetts. While pursuing a career as a musician from the age of 10, he explored and practiced his lifelong interest in drawing and painting. As well as teaching art, his work can be seen online and in various galleries and business establishments around New England.
Artist Statement
Since I started painting abstracts and cubist-style drawings, I’ve had a vision to create art and lots of it. From lucid dreams to moments of anxiety, it’s important to express these thoughts, feelings, and emotions before they pass me by. To capture an expression is therapeutic to me, whether it’s happiness, sadness, distress, or pure goofiness, I wish for everyone to see it through my eyes as it plays on the canvas.
Every painting is always a new adventure. I take to the canvas with charcoal, marker, brush, paint, and knife. The medium materializes upon the complexity and timing of the piece. Oil paint means patience, something I often lack, but work hard to achieve. Acrylic paint is used most often when the moment of inspiration comes, and I want to capture it in one sitting.
Being a musician for most of my life, I love to entertain people, and I wish to do the same with my bold colors, brush strokes, geometry, and line work. I’m not about perfection, instead it’s about the concept, the idea that moves me. Showing my work and flaws along the way is just part of the artistic journey; it’s the roadmap I pave and leave behind.
As an artist, I continually search, through pain and pleasure, trials and tribulations. It is always a journey. A curious need to find something—what that something may be, I don't know. So, each painting or creation of art is a moment caught in time, captured on paper or canvas. The job of the artist is to decide when a piece is complete. To some, it's never complete. What I've learned over time is to just be myself and love the work I'm creating. Please no one but myself. Show my work, my passion, and my meaning. The result is perfect imperfections—not mistakes—happy accidents as quoted from the late Bob Ross. Everything, whether it's raw, bold or beautiful, in some shape or form, it's perfectly imperfect.