The success of an artistic concept depends on the depth and clarity of the narrative behind it. For this reason, I question, read, listen, think, and learn as much as I can, and then I create. The pieces here explore whether art can even mean anything any longer in a modern world so defined and dominated by The Image. When the internal life/light of human beings is so discounted and assaulted by the abundance of content/techniques/data/means, when our shared belief in the sacredness of “quantifiable progress” bludgeons to death our ability to perceive or even come up with words for true qualitative value in human life, what is our honest reflection? What can we honestly declare about ourselves collectively beyond humbly acknowledging that we’ve believed the lie of our own making? and beyond that we prove that we continue to believe the lie through our commitment to crude and naive ideas that the remedy for this crisis in human value is just better technology. This body of work is my commitment to honestly inhabit the liminal space of human life by doing whatever I can to capture moments of eternity, to provide a mirror for reflection, a glimpse of real value, some kind of means to orient ourselves amidst the technological anomie we’ve built up around and within us, for myself and anyone else who feels like they need it. These paintings are my Pictures From Life’s Other Side.
Shift Change at Tower 7
Mirror, Mirror / a reflected sense of self portrait
A reflected sense of self portrait
Run for your life
Oil on wood panel
The Attendant
Oil on wood panel
Cold Man Reading
An exploration from a 1975 Learning Corp. classroom social-guidance film called “The Boy Who Liked Deer”
Target Audience
Oil on wood panel
Ali vs. Clay
Biting Concessions
Oil on wood panel
Betrayal of the West
Oil on Canvas
Truth is Between
Annihilated (Half Tiger, Half Deer)
Our willingness to accept the privilege and riches of power cancels out our notions of love and sacrifice.
The Spectator (Cape Canaveral, 1969)
Oil on canvas
Cloud RIP
Consumed
Her shadow
Either/Or
The Concert at Adler
Oil on canvas
“And to the Costco, for which it stands”
Decatur Dawn
Life again?
