Skip to content
Raychael Stine, Vision 46 (hymn to time), 2025
Raychael Stine, Springs (wide open eyes down in a little garden), 2025
Raychael Stine, Over the Moon, 2025
Raychael Stine, Double velvet midnight lovers in Georgia's petunias, 2024
Raychael Stine, Middle lover 9 (new compassion; dry monsoon), 2024

Press Release

Dallas, TX – Cris Worley Fine Arts is pleased to announce Falls and Springs and Stardust Things, a solo exhibition of new paintings by New Mexico-based artist Raychael Stine, opening Saturday, September 6, with a reception from 5–7pm. The show will be on view through October 25, 2025. The artist will be in attendance.

Stine’s newest body of work pulses with themes of transformation, tenderness, memory, and cosmic connectivity. The exhibition title, Falls and Springs and Stardust Things, serves as a multi-layered meditation—on actions (falling, springing), seasons (autumn and spring), elemental flows (waterfalls, springs), and the ephemeral nature of life and death. Weaving the terrestrial with the celestial, Stine reminds us that we are all made of stardust.

Throughout the exhibition, water emerges as an intuitive and metaphorical thread—at once transparent and disruptive, refracting space, weight, and perception. A single teardrop becomes a universe. A dog’s ear echoes a flower petal. These small poetic overlaps become the architecture of the paintings.

As in much of her past work, dogs remain at the heart of Stine’s practice—not always literal but ever-present as underlying structure or silhouette, marking spaces of loyalty, grief, love, and cosmic presence. In several new works, they appear as ghostly forms or glowing “cutouts” within expansive celestial fields and blooming skies.

Throughout the show, skies, flowers, black holes, and fragments of cremation dust blur and fuse, suggesting that life and afterlife share visual and energetic material. These “landscape jammer” paintings explore the flow of energy and presence across planes of being—bodily, emotional, planetary.

hymn to time

Ursula K. Le Guin

Time says “Let there be”
every moment and instantly
there is space and the radiance
of each bright galaxy.

And eyes beholding radiance.
And the gnats’ flickering dance.
And the seas’ expanse.
And death, and chance.

Time makes room
for going and coming home
and in time’s womb
begins all ending.

Time is being and being
time, it is all one thing,
the shining, the seeing,
the dark abounding.

Back To Top