Collective Mindstorm

In painting everything begins somewhere. But if all of it—the origin, the hand, the object, the very materials—is deliberately without value, I have a good chance of achieving my goal: a painting without context or purpose. Simultaneously everything and nothing. A painting that exists in its purest form, free from the weight of judgment. 

To this end, I work with found objects—discards from the nonsense of humanity. Found objects beget their own objections—each material a provocation. My medium is leftover house paint and charcoal collected from the bush. Nothing sacred, nothing precious. I paint from all sides—horizontally, vertically—refusing orientation, refusing narrative. I experiment constantly. Decisions made in the moment. Accidents allowed. Meaning irrelevant. 

Ideas overflow, disrupt boundaries, and bleed into one another—uncontained, unresolved. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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2024