Mind numbing, stripped of all reason, just sensation, like a pinball rolling from bumper to paddle – pick up the brush.
Paint drooling from my chops, slurping and slopping all over in a reckless manner – not even art.
Agitation and tension, underlying depression, regurgitation of empty dreams, trying to find the edge that never was – self delusion.
Beginning, ending, no satisfying middle, just more of the same reckless, lackluster striving and chasing the wind – inescapable escalation.
Art value only defined, by cultural caretakers not art valued by culture, where will it end, poor Orwell was right – art bureaucracy mon amour.
One of the ideas behind the Squarescape perpetual series, is to loosen up, avoid predicating meaning and experiment.
The Squarescapes are landscapes in a square – this one is just horizontal bands – sky, water and land.
It’s at the, “I have no idea stage”, and so, I laid it down to apply a coat of varnish. The varnish brings out the depth of the build up of marks, which has a way of restoring my confidence in the work – before I attack it.