"The surfaces of things worth licking are a blending, a dialog, a union."
I love the rain. Dust down, quiet afternoons in a light gray hue. Deep shadows, light winds, the smell of earth and life and growing things tempering the urethane reek and soot covered atmosphere in my studio. After so many days of hot and dry, the rain is a soothing thing and the work is going faster. I have been painting on steel.
Last week, after dinner with my friend Nancy Reyner, we walked through a gallery looking at work.
A still, clear pond, a gnarled piece of wood, slashes of rain against a horizon and the wet slick of its stain on a slab of rock – outside of texture and in spite of gloss, depth is revealed through age and weather, atmosphere and water. The surfaces of things worth licking are a blending, a dialog, a union.
"Things We Miss" 24" x 55" Steel, patina, paint.