
The Project, Chaos And Me
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My studio is a war zone. There’s paint everywhere. On the floor, the walls, my elbows (don’t ask). Sketches are scattered like fallen soldiers, some face down in puddles of turpentine. A tube of burnt sienna exploded yesterday. I haven’t…
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Dear Old Brushes, You’re all still here, aren’t you? Sitting in that drawer. Broken. Bent. Unusable. I know you’re angry. You should be. You came to me full of potential. Ready for precision. Full of purpose. And what did I…
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Yesterday… 1. I finished writing the text for the first painting of my new series. It felt like a solid start—a foundation to build on. 2. I realized the text wasn’t actually finished. Apparently, it had more to say. 3.…
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Art is a conversation. (Sometimes a weird one, but still a conversation.) At its core, it’s about what the artwork says to you—and trust me, it always says something. Even if that “something” is, “Move along, I’m not for you.”…
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After a couple of spectacular days of installation, the Westbund Art & Design Fair in Shanghai has finally opened its doors. And I’m standing here, surrounded by my newest series—a full year’s worth of work—now hanging on the walls, meticulously…
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