My pictures are confused, abrupt, adamant, honest and entirely lacking in foresight. They are born from an argument between life's experiences, subconscious impulses and my own muddled aesthetic preferences; this dialogue is strained but ongoing. They are made possible only by the depth of my illness and the gift of my sobriety. I have accepted both graciously. They are, individually and as a group, an unwitting self-portrait.
Monday, January 27, 2014
Did a trade with my friend Theresa Anderson in Denver. She is a great painter, please check her out. Always interested in trading with other artists especially ones in recovery.