“I paint at night. It’s often the only time I can. I paint alone. I  would hardly know how to do otherwise. These two elements then, not only  pervade my work, they are my work. They are the things I paint. My  paintings are rarely premeditated. I approach every blank canvas with a  kind of depressing horror at my inadequacies as an artist. The only way  around this is to simply start. I draw a tree, a house, a line that may  or not be a horizon. Unformed ideas develop directly on the canvas, the  concept sometimes evolving throughout the painting process. With short  breaks to clear my mind I peer out of the studio door. The night is  there, dim lights of the neighborhood prying open pieces of the  darkness. I’m alone. I listen to music. I listen to lectures. My  thoughts stray. This is how I work. This work is my mind when it is left  alone to wander. In the dark, of course. This is what I find there.”
A New blurb to use in the promotional material for my upcoming solo show in April.  I think.

1 comment:
nice house and atmosphere in this painting...i want to go inside, have a few beers and tell ghost stories.
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