My name is João Magalhães, which is Portuguese for John Magellan. I was born in Jacutinga, a tiny town in the southern part of the state of Minas Gerais in Brazil, the oldest of three siblings. The inhabitants of the town are mostly of Italian, Portuguese, and Spanish heritage, as is our family.
As a young child, one of my favorite interests was drawing. I dreamed of learning how to paint with oils, but opportunities in our little town were non-existent. Fortunately, when I was fifteen, our parents decided to relocate the family to Pouso Alegre, where we would have access to better education. In our new town, we immersed ourselves in extracurricular activities, and I was soon enrolled in oil painting classes, which I attended for three years. I was in heaven.
However, as time passed, other responsibilities took precedence: military service and then college, graduating in 1987 with a degree in law. The summer of 1989 saw me in school in California, studying techniques for teaching English as a second language (ESL), followed by a trip to Oklahoma in the fall, where time with friends helped with my language skills and understanding of American culture. Upon returning to Brazil, I started my own business, a school offering classes in English, Spanish, and art. Establishing the school opened the door to acceptance in a prestigious two-year educational program in small business administration, run by the government agency SEBRAE. While operating the business for ten years, I became increasingly compelled to further my education. In 2000, I was accepted into the master’s program in Teaching English as a Second Language at the University of Central Oklahoma, in the quaint town of Edmond.
Leaving Brazil was a painful and difficult decision, but determination and faith in God won out. After much preparation, I landed in Oklahoma City on May 11, 2001 to start summer school.
Soon after graduation in 2003, The Language Company agreed to sponsor a work visa and sent me to Pennsylvania in January of 2004 to work in one of their branches as the Director of Admissions and as an ESL instructor. I remained on the job with The Language Company until the end of October 2018. By that time, it had become clear to me that art should finally take center stage. This was the beginning of a new chapter in my life as a full-time artist.
It is important to mention a date of deep gratitude, April 22, 2016, when I was sworn in as an American citizen. Counting all the blessings along the way would be impossible!
The goal now is to continue to study and grow as an artist, hoping the results will resonate with art enthusiasts. In the future, I would like to be an art instructor myself and start sharing with others what I have learned along the way.
I work with oils because I believe they better show my style and interpretation of of the world around me.
I paint what pleases my eyes, touches my heart, and brings me joy. I am fascinated by contrasts of light and shadow, and the use of color to convey depth, mood, and shapes.
A familiar sight for so many of us, old barns sprawled through the countryside and along the roads, a symbol of labor as well as of peace and serenity.
Oil on canvas 9x12 in a black and gold plein air frame.
This is a view of the cottages on Route 6-A as you are approaching or leaving Provincetown, Mass. I am never tired of looking at them. Their symmetry, simplicity, and alignment fascinate me, regardless of the weather. I love to paint them! Oil on canvas 12x16 framed with a white floater frame.
As part of my morning ritual, I like to sip coffee by the front window looking out at the feeder in the front yard and observe the birds having their breakfast. It is a special treat when a male cardinal graces us with his presence and majesty. Oil on linen board 6x8 framed with a slim gold frame.
Fears never told, dreams kept alive, fishermen providing the daily bread for their families. Oil on canvas 12 X 12 with a black and gold plein air frame.
A car drive along the Truro roads on Cape Cod towards the Cold Storage Beach reveals a beauty all the more enhanced by the shimmering reflections on the road left by the gentle rain.
Oil on linen canvas 9x12 in a floater frame. For payment with Zelle and Venmo, please contact me at firstname.lastname@example.org
Bartram's Garden in Philadelphia was saved from the hands of developers by Andrew McCalla Eastwick, who bought the 46-acre property from John Bartram's granddaughter Ann Bartram Carr in 1850.
Andrew Eastwick, one of the founders of the American historic preservation movement, kept the gardens and the Bartram's homestead intact, building his mansion off to the side.
After Andrew Eastwick's passing in 1879, the Eastwick family deeded the property to the city of Philadelphia for use as a public park. Sadly, Bartram's Hall (Mr. Eastwick's mansion) caught fire and burned to the ground in 1885. However, the garden and its original buildings remain as a vibrant pastoral sanctuary in the heart of the city.
Oil on canvas 11x14 commissioned by the great great grandson of Andrew Eastwick, Dr. Walter Johnsen.
I would like to keep you posted on new paintings and new adventures!