Humorous, vulgar, poetic, violent and serene –the art of Richard Goldberg is a psychological and visceral journey on a dark road to the end of the night. Upon discovering the work of Goldberg one is transported to a prism of both shock and unconstrained wonder. His subject matter, from catatonic and bulbous poodles to cavemen clubbing themselves to death, tell a historical tale of man and beast – primal urges of lust for murder –a wonderland of perturbed and psychedelic fauna. Goldberg learned at a young age the power of art and that to understand his world he must paint it, draw it, and sculpt it: “I have a strong memory of making a papier-mâché puppet at school when I was 6 years old. It was ugly and I gave it a rude name. It felt subversive. I was delighted and amused with my small gesture of independent expression.” Goldberg uses a variety of media to complete his drawings but he has also explored the use of carpet and in his recent work has used walnut shells, photographs, and wood to create three dimensional works. If you look back at the nearly three decades of Goldberg’s oeuvre you will notice a deeply spiritual and creative artist who through the use of metaphor and symbolism – with a soupçon of tongue and cheek – has created a twisted and romantic landscape of the human experience. Life, death, love, and sex all wash up along the shore of Goldberg’s paintings and sculptures like precious and remarkable artifacts, objects, and talismans that we can use to further elucidate the hidden meanings and quiet desires of not only the collective unconscious, but our personal unconscious, our anima and animus, and also our universe.