I'm poor white trash from the state of Washington.
There are things about signing on to a process over the long term that protect you from the buffeting winds of change.
A photograph doesn't gain weight or lose weight, or change from being happy to being sad. It's frozen. You can use it, then recycle it.
I learned you could suffer a terrible tragedy and still be happy again.
Painting is the frozen evidence of a performance.
I build a painting by putting little marks together-some look like hot dogs, some like doughnuts.