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This is a painting that came out in phases. I don’t have pictures of every step, but the night before I finished it, it looked like this:
I’d painted all the energy out of the painting with that mellow field of white and tried to spruce it up first by adding patches of yellow and magenta and when that left the painting feeling more like a background than anything else I decided I’d cut up this other painting I’d made on bristol, which was really just a sort of color field painting of reds and dark oranges. I drew the three lines with black paint and then pasted the colored shapes on with white paint. For a while I was pretty happy with this, but I couldn’t accept it as finished yet. It was too cleaver, too pent up. Like there was this fierce energy in the painting but it was all being forced into the background and this weird abstract fish bone like composition was like trying to distract the viewer from what was going on inside the painting. Finally I tore back into the canvas, literally throwing paint onto it and scraping at it with my fingernails. A cathartic release which denies the cover story of the cut out shapes and digs in to release the energy of the painting.
I’d painted all the energy out of the painting with that mellow field of white and tried to spruce it up first by adding patches of yellow and magenta and when that left the painting feeling more like a background than anything else I decided I’d cut up this other painting I’d made on bristol, which was really just a sort of color field painting of reds and dark oranges. I drew the three lines with black paint and then pasted the colored shapes on with white paint. For a while I was pretty happy with this, but I couldn’t accept it as finished yet. It was too cleaver, too pent up. Like there was this fierce energy in the painting but it was all being forced into the background and this weird abstract fish bone like composition was like trying to distract the viewer from what was going on inside the painting. Finally I tore back into the canvas, literally throwing paint onto it and scraping at it with my fingernails. A cathartic release which denies the cover story of the cut out shapes and digs in to release the energy of the painting.


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