• just a normal abstractwhen I step back I have to ask myself whether I have revealed something. To myself and to someone else. Who else? You decide.
• eclipseone thing gets before another. A light dazzling obscured. A veiled reality becomes visible , but just for a short while. Will you think to l…
• threea tryptic. Vibrant and strong. Humans known to other humans. Why?
• the aliens are comingyou are still here because they have allowed it. It's a sentence tho. Penury. Can you reform? You'll never know.
• I'm fucking happy as fuckare you looking at me? Don't look at me, look around me. Choose where you look very carefully though because what is there might blind you.
• behind a giant facewe all hide behind an face dont' we? Your skin suit is slipping.
• pay attentionyou don't have to pay attention. No one else is. Not really. No one cares. They think that the next moment is the most important one without…
• self medicationwe do what we need to to get through. The portrait is a self portrait of a reflection of a drug. A teenage me appears in this painting. He d…
• gridwhat can I say, I like stuff in grids.
• high = lowit goes in circles to the extent that the boundaries are imperceptible
• aerialssignals coming to our senses all the time. We are receivers of spirit. We perceive the underlying reality but we do no sense it. We know it'…
• the drying shedthe detritus of my brain. A place for me thoughts and actions to harden and solidarify.
• mess in progresstools are scrapers, screwdriver, pliers, sandpaper, basically anything but a brush. Creation is as much about destruction, removal, decay, a…
• i am legionthe chatter the chatter the chatter within the yappy yappy yap of the constnat disagreements and emnities and yappity yap of just me and mys…
• mazeyou're lost. the maze you made for yourself. You think you created a map, or remembered where you put all the walls but you don't. It doesn'…
• stainsit's always there once it's there. you may not notice it, but it stays around, tinted, indelible. enough times and it all turns a murky brow…
• modern life is funny funny funnyfunny funny funny funny. it's been funny since the second world war you know? It got soooo funny when Maggie saved us all. I laugh every day…
• lostI have no idea where this work is or whether it even still exists. It exists in spirit I suppose. Evidence of it exists. Maybe it will reapp…
• cropman and nature co create. A sea of grass. A path for machinery. None of this belongs but couldnt be more natural.
• thricewe show ourselves in everything we do. I hang here looking back at myself from my past self looking into myself
• applefacearound and around we go through void, avoiding the debris of hubris and nonchalance masking our fear and hiding our true nat ure never looki…
• only half therepeices of us drop off constantly. all day every day. and settle on furniture as a thin layer like tiny human skin snow. There is brain snow…
• monolithsa black hole is a region of space where nothing can leave, not even light. A whilte holde is a region in space where nothing can enter altho…
• Boristhe sould shines through a face. The face tries to mediate the the soul. All faces are singular. Some faces are so singgular tha t that they…