W. F. Pardy works mostly on commissions. His work is mostly of a surreal nature and saturated with opulent detail and fine draftsmanship. His skill is such that many of his commissions are for architectural renderings. His studio, which he shares with a cat called Myrna, is above an Asian restaurant, in a narrow building squished between two others on the fringes of Chinatown. It is a museum of rare and curious objects wallpapered with an abundance of sketches and renderings.
I have known Francis since the early eighties when we were room mates at the Gravity Research Institute. I hadn’t been in touch with him in some time as there had been some moving house on both our parts. However, it turns out that, now that I have moved back from Georgia, we bank at the same bank, and one day last winter, in the ATM lobby there was indeed a reunion of long lost friends. I hadn’t seen him for about six years so there was some catching up to do. So the other day I went to visit him and take him to the First Friday open studios in the SOWA district. I couldn’t believe he hadn’t been so I took him to meet my friend John (more on his studio later).
We walked through 450 Harrison Ave. running into all manner of people that either one or both of us knew. We talked old times, art, materials and technique, and life in general. I can only recommend a stroll through the open studios. The art is fantastic and the artists make themselves available for questions and conversation. Though Francis’ studio isn’t among them it is a gem of a creative hideout and I hope to get down there again soon with more than just an iPhone.