how do we meet there, in the grass and the woods?; an original painting on canvas, mixed media, varnished; 8 x 8 inches.
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I like this one. A bit different for me in that the figures are only roughed in, but there's so much movement within the layers that they become very much alive. And it's not like me to illustrate the sides, either. Yet a painting like this is ultimately more decorative than anything else, so it felt appropriate. Anyway, listen to me talk like some pretentious poff.
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What I am trying to do -- always, with everything I create -- is to make a compelling object. This might sound strange considering that my trade is in images, both literal and figurative, but the flimsiness of images is precisely the point that I'm trying to transcend. Images are everywhere, all around us. We might be at the most visual moment in history. Too much so -- in fact we are drowning in imagery. Cheap, disposable, everywhere -- in advertising, television, movies, magazines, even amateur tribes on the internet, devoted to an indefinable, elusiveness coolness found only in certain images and memes. Click click click and on to the next. So just creating an image is not really an achievement. But an art object is singular. An art object is one of a kind. It is special. It exists in an of itself. And that's all I'm trying to do -- create a unique object that someone will want and value.
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Okay, enough of that: are you willing to die on Mars?