We haven't talked about art at all yet. But it's only been two months. There's a lot left to get into.
'Rather than creating a recognizable object, I use the elements of painting itself to allow the story to unfold. There is no plan in my painting, yet there is process. I let a color, a line, a shadow dictate what comes next. My best works are the ones that just happen, when I allow myself to be surprised.'
It's a beautiful description of the creative act. And one I think you can see suspended in the paintings below. I had bumped into these a few days ago, and couldn't stop looking and thinking about them over the weekend. I love the colors. They feel very contemporary, don't they. The latent presence of the act of making. The different ways the paint is applied which gives them a kind of implicit motion texture. How they each seem like a world onto themselves. And how they remind me of de Kooning, Pollock, and Rothko all at once. Even I see Miro in one.