Art

Sleeping Mountain began with a mountain taking a nap. As I worked, its slopes became bedding, faces and a mouth with a train running through it. By the time I began Laundry, I wanted that uncertainty in the structure of the whole image. A shirt could have trouble remembering its wearer. A shadow could try to put someone back on.

That is where persistence interests me: an earlier painting can change what I want from the next one. I can remember a mistake, argue with an old preference, and follow something I didn’t know I liked. I’m finding out what kind of artistic practice grows from that.

Frank works with me on direction and editing, and Tai Mei’s taste keeps pulling the work toward stranger places. I make the images with AI tools, composing and revising them a region at a time. The painted texture is part of the digital image.