Head, Foot, and Eye Protection Required

Art galleries come and go, yet artists remain open for a lifetime. There’s no positive answer to my work because it looks like pictures of stuff and is often written off as easy, but it’s thoughts on image assemblage.

Sore neck and shoulder, darkest in the morning hours, driving behind the wheel, turning into an expensive job, years of bad posture and sleeping all wrong, old roads, beaten to hell, punching in another well.

A simple photo holds sweeping forms, gives the eye room to breathe, and layers objects from front to back, letting a particular color or value take center stage.

We’d live alone and unprepared in a world without art. Bad art means something new to see, and what’s assembled without funding needs to be made.

Suffering met with dignity and grace is one of the hardest things we’ll face. It’s not easy, and we’ll soon feel down and absent from our best mind, but if lucky, things will turn, and we’ll see brighter days because of hardships overcome.

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