Process. Solitude.

Not all art is about technical skill and its final product, but most art is about process. Consider art as math or science and solving an equation—finding an image, landing a thesis. Most art is about pushing, pulling, erasing, and subbing x for z, then carrying back to a.

I never intend for my work to be pretty, but rather I’m looking to fit pastel peach with umber, dancing a hard line through soft form. Painters are like seamstresses.

And I figure I spend all this time alone, I should make objects that make me feel less lonely. I talk to myself quite a bit and mostly in circles—these paintings are the physical manifestation of a man who can’t quiet himself. You CAN reveal yourself through making art. A mirror lies to you, a canvas never will.