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In considering this most recent work, I would like these paintings to stand up for themselves, but here they are reproduced without any tactile references, thus the works need more time to resonate. Painting is as much about the nature of the materials - canvas, its size and type, pigment and its application - as the image, the subject and the content, "The two orders", as Jean Dubuffet said: the material and the immaterial.
Time spent before Giotto, Mantegna, Veronese and Masolino, a particular inspiration. Each has had its effect: initially passion, later almost rejection. Today strong if mixed emotions, moods clearly reflected in my work, references to traditional technique, perhaps in the rendering of fabric or architecture. A humorous dialogue spanning centuries, tempered and countered with a more direct communication and the influence of contemporary visual artists such as Philip Guston and Keifer, as well as writers and my peers.
My work attempts to encourage the observer to move ever so slightly sideways, to view the world just a little differently. It suggests other responses to political influences, questioning what one seems to see, the misuse of power and technology high or low. Questions are trusted more than answers. The recent work depicted here follows the 'Folds' paintings, the series of propeller-like machines was shown at Inmo's Gallery, an interpretation of how technology can be used for good or evil. In this current body of work, the larger painting depicting two propeller machines - concludes the machine as metaphor series. It also became a key point for the works that followed. These are images which could initially be taken for war installations: the conning tower of a 'sub' or perhaps a fuel storage tank, an aircraft carrier in dry-dock, or was it a vase centered on a dining table?
Better to build bridges than walls, or battleships, my attention turned to the LA river downtown, for most of the year a green ribbon of recycled water. One bridge in particular, the Macy Street Bridge, became my model. The grandiose aspirations and sadly displaced persons of LA, random metaphors for dominance and progress, are here on my doorstep. In these bridges, alongside industrial engineering and steel spans, there are glimpses of Versailles and ancient Rome - an illusion, enhanced by the destitute. It is easy to imagine oneself partaking in the middle-distance adventures of a Piranese etching. I love LA moments like these. Allowing the neo-baroque bridges to play upon my mind, haunted by the dark underbelly of their structures, their curves within curves reminding me of Leibniz's "folds in the soul". My obsessions continue in this baroque world, which I gravitate to drawing, photographing, just viewing, but ultimately painting itself is the subject, the interwoven trellises, striations, a matrix in uneven translucencies; from within, there is no need for a window since I am still outside.
DE '08