"Where Through the Window Once from Fields Rose the Earth" 24x25. Window frame, cardboard, rusted clothes hangers, thread, acrylic.
I want the material reality to come through with the pieces I work on--and not just the paint. I dislike working on prepared canvas unless I can glue tie or nail stuff on. I love old weathered composition board. It's the material, texture, forms, state of deterioration, that initiates the dialog--gives me something out there in the world to respond to, not just the mess in my head. I mean, really... that's why I make art--to get away from the words and shit clogging my brain.