The Things Behind the Things in Front
The world is a many-layered thing and I'm looking for thin spots. I press and scrape glazes of paint over plywood or canvas in an attempt to reveal a rise or a writhe of the things behind the things in front. Either with brush and palette or hawk and trowel, I tailor my processes to encourage accidents and unintended effects – the goal being to paint a thing without painting it on purpose, to catch the submerged off-guard. We are not alone here; the veil roils with the war behind it: a wing, a ruin, a curse, a prayer.
I live and work in Toronto.