Why double menus? Half my website is missing on mobile as square space cuts off the number of menus. So I doubled up /
Martian worries /
I know a lot of artists when alone take a deep look inside themselves. I do that too, I worry about who I am where I'm coming from and where I'm going. But my obsession is not any identity or gender or the state of the world but rather rocks and dirt as captured by a robot on Mars. I worry about the pebbles between the rocks, and look at the special glints that the Sun left on various stones.
I see that in some places the dirt has been ground into fine sand. Although some stones and groups of rocks are very close physically they seem with different patterns. Some rocks have been sanded smooth, some are very low to the ground and mixed up with dirt. Some are just triangles with shiny peaks and others are polished cuboids. I try to find the contact with the ground. I want to make sure I haven't missed any of the important dimples. And then, I freely put some squiggles where there's a lot of uncertainty in the surface.
Currently my painting has the varied surface of the surface of Mars. There's shiny places and very matte places which makes sense because the dirt doesn't reflect sun light, just grounds it. But the rocks because of their crystals do return sunlight.
I really like transparent glazes on deep shadows. There's a lot of scattering of light there. While the lit side is just light.
Painting a mysterious landscape of a otherworldly planet, captured fleetingly by a passing robot, with the chances that no one ever will pay attention to the tiny rocks just like there. It makes me feel intensely compelled to paint it knowing that it will be there long after I'm gone.
Mars Temple Hill /
Someone has convinced humanity that playing ball is a worthy pursuit. I don't think we need AI to make us dumb /
Recreation Yes, but not a Life.
Particle physics says there's no We /
Which law was that when you get ant bait on everything but the ants /
Central Park smells good /
Killer whales, lol. Imprison and torture animals and cut them up into pieces, food. /
Mars Temple Hill /
There is a chimney outside my window, it's the color of Mars and birds sing on top of it /
I always loved Jar Jar Binks. I miss George to pieces. /
Temple Hill /
Mars Temple Hill /
NYC /
Dance /
Pure evil /
The epitome of racism, oppression, mass murder, genocide, totalitarianism, entitlement, traditionalism, nationalism, imperialism, colonialism, war, cronyism, crownism.