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First Lines
I wanted something about the viewer and viewed: knowledge and innocence, old and young, knowing and not knowing. This is all complex lines and fine control of the pencil and mark making, knowing the undulations and pen control And pencil is the most rudimentary of drawing mediums. And this is a page torn out of [...]
Self-Plagiarism?
The Bridges of Glendale 36x48x2 2010 I painted this. Then I sold it, which is great. But I missed it. I liked it as an object to hang in my house. The colors seemed to help tie together all the rooms I hung it in. I like the message, that even freeways and municipal water [...]
The Magic of Mistakes
I used my projector as a light box and traced the photo. Is this cheating?
To Crop or Not?
I sometimes cheat by just tacking canvas to a large board. This way I can stretch and prime the ground of paintings but I don’t have to nail my self down to a particular size. It then doesn’t matter if the image strays off into its own tangent. The two small Power House paintings happened [...]
The Power House
In this painting the cross of the power cable to mimics the Christian Cross. The new power over people is in electricity and our digital footprint rather than the control religion used to have over our lives. I think I will make it bigger as this one is only 8x10inches. I like the dusky handling, [...]
Our Ambassadors to the Future
It is easy to look back into the past though the eyes of painters and see their everyday world as beautiful. Their moments of normal life, like Vermeer’s The Milkmaid, are transported through the act of painting it from mundane to sublime. It is the role of artists to show us beauty in our own [...]
Summer Holidays
I keep looking at patterns, the stripes, the leaves on the lawn, the blue of the fig tree, the hash of the fence. Does it still count as my art if I painted the fence and not the image?
Orange House
I know that it is not throwing paint at a canvas but if William Leavitt’s exhibition Theater Objects at is anything to go by that’s okay, it can still be art. 3507 Marathon Street Walking in across stepping stones made of tree trunks, it is like walking through a cut down forest. A large lawn [...]
My Chatty Friend
I am trying to take a leaf out of Rebecca Fontain Wolf’s book I love her work and her name. My Chatty Friend 12×14 here is all strokes and brush marks. Slip slidey and messy with the hap hazard streaks of paint serendipitously depicting him. I am reminded of a riotous night out at a [...]