I began writing these stories on Instagram as a way of giving people a little more insight into myself as a painter, and not just letting the paintings do the talking, because paintings can't tell you a fucking thing other than how they look right then. :D A lot of the idea for these stories comes from one of my favorite people on the planet... Joey COCO Diaz. The guy is an ace storyteller, and he helped me realize I had stories of my own that weren't the "regular" style. Thanks for tuning in, enjoy!
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My first diptych. I remember making the chassis for these with my Dad in the wood shop at Children's Hospital in Columbus. Each panel was 36 X 60 Inches. We came in on a saturday and spent a few hours cutting up the wood and shaping it all. I remember the rush of emotions when they were sitting on a table and we took them off to look at them as if they were joined together, even without the canvas on top, I was still feeling the joy of knowing I was going to be able to make this. I always get that same feeling when making a new painting, but this time was very special to me as it was one of the few times I got to make the chassis with my Dad. I remember these were the perfect size to paint upon in my bedroom at the time. Taking the canvases from my bedroom to the garage and back again during the making was something special to me. I was also painting on this the night of Y2K. I felt if I was gonna go out, i'd go out working on something I loved. I remember sitting on the chair beside my bed with a small bottle of the deep violet red and slowly making progress on coating the panels in the same beautiful violet blue red, raising my head to see 12:01 and thinking how stupid all the people were who thought we were gonna die that night. Then I went right back to painting. Later, both canvases were poured on at my friend Garth's place in the basement, as I needed a large enough place to do the pouring and didn't have one myself. The garage I would normally use was too cold in January. SO I asked my friend. His Mom Joyce said it was cool, and I brought it my paint supplies to his basement. I remember looking around that room and wishing I had a studio as big as that basement room. It was probably 16 X 32 feet.
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My first diptych. I remember making the chassis for these with my Dad in the wood shop at Children's Hospital in Columbus. Each panel was 36 X 60 Inches. We came in on a saturday and spent a few hours cutting up the wood and shaping it all. I remember the rush of emotions when they were sitting on a table and we took them off to look at them as if they were joined together, even without the canvas on top, I was still feeling the joy of knowing I was going to be able to make this. I always get that same feeling when making a new painting, but this time was very special to me as it was one of the few times I got to make the chassis with my Dad. I remember these were the perfect size to paint upon in my bedroom at the time. Taking the canvases from my bedroom to the garage and back again during the making was something special to me. I was also painting on this the night of Y2K. I felt if I was gonna go out, i'd go out working on something I loved. I remember sitting on the chair beside my bed with a small bottle of the deep violet red and slowly making progress on coating the panels in the same beautiful violet blue red, raising my head to see 12:01 and thinking how stupid all the people were who thought we were gonna die that night. Then I went right back to painting. Later, both canvases were poured on at my friend Garth's place in the basement, as I needed a large enough place to do the pouring and didn't have one myself. The garage I would normally use was too cold in January. SO I asked my friend. His Mom Joyce said it was cool, and I brought it my paint supplies to his basement. I remember looking around that room and wishing I had a studio as big as that basement room. It was probably 16 X 32 feet.
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