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In the world of Philip Surrey, the modern city is both stage and solitude. His figures move through cafés, streets, and neon-lit nights, suspended between presence and isolation.
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Bar Scene, 1964
Private collection
Not for sale
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Terrapin Tavern
Private collection
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Chez Pam-Pam, 1961
Private collection
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Study for End of Summer (Fairmount Street near Park Avenue), 1974
Private collection
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Evening Theatre Activity
Private collection
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Surrey's stage is evening on a modern city street, a theatre of fleeting figures, emotionally apart, captured under the neons of marquees.
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Sketch for Wolf Whistle, 1950
Private collection
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City Spring, 1952
Private collection
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Snowy Night, 1952 (circa)
Private collection, Toronto
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“[To live with danger] is manifested in the reluctance or inability to envision his own death even though he sees the threat all around him…” - Philip SurreyIn a sunlit civic plaza figures are close together but psychologically separate, caught in a still, suspended moment. Surrey’s familiar sense of modern life is theatre, with anonymous actors moving through an otherwise emptied stage, where he is a quiet witness.Self-portrait 1960-1970, Changing Lines, 1970 (circa), combines observation with psychological distance. Surrey, seated in the foreground to the right, anchors the stage like composition of suspended motion.-
Study for Self Portrait at Hockey Game, 1970 (November)
Private collection, University Club of Toronto Collection, Toronto
Not for sale
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Self-portrait 1960-1970, Changing Lines, 1970 (circa)
Private collection
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Lucky Numbers, Montreal Forum, 1955 (circa)
Private collection
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Study of Hockey Players
Private collection
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The city never truly sleeps, but at night it can feel eerily empty, watched from a distance, and emotionally unresolved.
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Railway Tracks from Windsor Station
Private collection
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Untitled
Private collection
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Margaret and Philip Surrey, Lake Orford, 1944
Private collection
Not for sale
The Post‐War had not yet arrived. We were in a sort of happy limbo between the Depression and the approaching end of the war. Overnight we entered the Nuclear World. Surrounded as we were by the peaceful beauty of Orford Lake and its hills, it was difficult to imagine the horror of Hiroshima.
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