#45 – Tuesday January 24th
I never make preliminary drawings for my paintings. An occasional week or two of quickly executed works on paper, and regardless of the media involved, I think of these “one a days” (as I affectionately call them) as mechanisms to loosen the joints, a brisk wind to clear away the cobwebs, rather than starting points for new paintings.
In my family, I was known as the destroyer of all things mechanized, expertly disassembling any properly functioning mechanical device and promptly turning it into a mass of random pieces, then assembling the remnants into who knows what. Less functional than originally intended for sure, but fashioned into objects I thought profoundly more interesting. And to this day I still take apart and put back together, and it’s these objects constructed from parts, scraps, and the detritus collected during my adventures, that beget the paintings, and within…
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