I work in small series, each built around a subject that stopped me and wouldn't let go.
Peppers, painted at the scale reserved for silver and porcelain. A question about which subjects get called worthy, asked in every red there is.
Circle vocabulary applied to surfaces that were never meant to hold paintings: wood spools, gum tin lids, found objects with their own histories.
Not the architecture, but what the city leaves in me. Painted wet on wet, the way those states arrive and shift.
Love lives in the hands. Lips rehearse, eyes perform, but hands don't know how to lie. Chromatic grays for the skin, red for everything love carries.
Earlier work and studies are kept in the Other Artwork ›
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