Works Executed during the Pandemic
Made while sequestered in Brooklyn recently, these pieces combine the two sides of myself—one meticulous, detail oriented, linear, tight, the other more expansive, spontaneous, sweeping and left to chance. I am two things simultaneously always—happy and sad, light, dark, simple, complicated.
These works are tedious, time-consuming drawings later obscured completely with black ink. They start with a very smooth plastic surface and end in a rich black, prior details peeking through. To me they feel like the virus blanketing us all – like racism raising its revolting head . . . like society itself.