I am in a group show called ‘Plus One’ that opens tonight at 580 Hayes Street in San Francisco.
Facebook invite: https://www.facebook.com/events/493274464137285/496670510464347
One of my artist friends said my recent works, three pieces in particular, look like burnt flesh.
Images 2, 3, and 4 located here
Tonka said diseased.
What do you think?
My kitchen is literally a storage area for paintings:
What the fuck does that mean? Dark as compared to what? I wonder if Tim Burton got these responses before he was big (or still does).
I don’t really think of my work as dark, but I know that it makes some people uncomfortable. It is confrontational on purpose, and if someone thinks it is dark, chances are they see something inside themselves reflected back, possibly afraid to examine further. I have sabotaged meeting people by sending a link to my site first. I have ended conversations with my work. Once Tonka had to leave the room. Mind you, I’m not complaining, it’s a great filtering tool.
It is not art without a reaction. The answer to that timeless question, ‘is it art’?
So I have made a decision. I will embrace the darkness. And if you thought my work was ‘dark’ before…
So I was on MUNI the other day, and saw this girl. She was holding these dried flowers and it was eerily similar to the most recent painting I finished entitled The misinterpretations of silence and it’s disastrous consequences:
Flowers on MUNI: