I'm just finishing 6 months of monsters. With hindsight, they began last summer on a train. I had an amazing conversation (one of many) regarding the mutant faces of memory and experience while searching cross country for a place to live (there's a blog for Craig Kandel that details that trip at americanoutsiderart.com).
36x96
graphite, ballpoint, acrylic on paper
untitled 48x72
oil, collage, china marker on canvas
untitled 5x7
acylic on canvas
5x7
acrylic on canvas
10x10
acrylic on canvas
5x7
acrylic on canvas
untitled 36x60
acrylic, collage on canvas
5x5
oil on canvas
i don't know what to think of them,
as they just came out this way.
all of last fall and winter, and
somehow they make me feel ashamed,
although i can't put my finger on why.
strange amalgamations; comic, clumsy, a little fearful,
lush, fleeting and ponderous (posible)