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I am not a member of the creative class. I don’t have a car, I don’t
drink coffee at coffee shops nor am I a member of any particular scene.
I do not design web pages, loathe the fact I own a cell phone and I
don’t know how to operate a DVD player. I am an artist, I paint
pictures and sell them for a living.
I have dedicated my life into producing a body of work that represents my thoughts and feelings using such arcane materials as oil paint, canvas and brushes. I refuse to use Astroturf or Saran Wrap in my work and I am not interested in appealing to the sensibilities of an art world that has long since lost any sense of meaning and soul.
Instead, I relate often satiric tales
onto canvas using the devices I have learned by studying the work of
true painters that came before me – Titian, Rubens, Beckmann, DeKooning,
Benton, and Levine and interweave narratives and historical allusions
into new tales of woe and revelations of a lost innocence and
omnipresent foreboding. I like to think of my paintings as didactic in
nature, but also wish for them to be enjoyed as much I as I enjoy
creating them.
I like lush surfaces and the look and feel of oil paint. I don’t shy away from the past, nor do I feel I am bound to it, and approach every new canvas building a composition that best correlates the thoughts and themes in my head. Invariably, people start to develop, and other imagery comes into being as the painting progresses. Soon, the canvas begins to ask and demand things from me, and I must respond and react as the vision matures.
I feel simultaneously out of touch and deeply imbedded with the world around me. I believe careful reflection and observation of the world, combined with my life’s experiences, has informed my paintings and I can no longer separate them from my life. Acts of war, shallow politicians, prostitutes, love and the cost of beauty are all equals on my canvases. As my technique and ideas expand and contract through constant practice, my paintings evolve and grow, and I hope will continue to support my life in the years to
come.
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