Even More Of The Same
I hate to be overly introspective, but I’m beginning see common themes that run through my art work, such as it is. Can’t for the life of me figure out what it is. Anyway it doesn’t matter, and just like the President says about the Covid virus, it’s no big deal, nothing to ‘panic’ about, and we’re gonna have a vaccine any day now, maybe even before the election [so you’ll be sure to vote for me], and if not then certainly after I’m re-elected, or for sure by my inauguration. So, as far as I’m concerned, when it comes to drawing, subject matter doesn’t matter. And if you see nothing but flying phallus’s, draped wienies and striped barber poles set in a dreamy pseudo psychedelic setting, that’s your problem, certainly not mine (again like the President, I take no responsibility for my work). Anyway, who ya gonna believe? Me or your lying’ eyes?
But seriously, drawing is a means of escape for me. I love to slide over to the right side of the brain (never of the political spectrum) where words are not meaningful and what really matters if line, form, shape space and color. That’s a nice place to be. All else is of no concern: the process is what’s important, not the end product. Feels good during these pandemic laden, hard economic, racially tense, corruption filled scary-ass times.