I Think, If One Is A Painter,

I Like A Canvas To Breathe And Be Alive. Be Alive Is The Point. And, As The Limitations Are Something Called Pigment And Canvas, Let's See If I Can Do It.

We Get Used To A Certain Kind Of Colour Of Form Or Format, And It's Acceptable. And To Puncture That Is Sticking Your Neck Out A Bit. And Then Pretty Soon, That's Very Acceptable.

The Key Is What Is Within The Artist. The Artist Can Only Paint What She Or He Is About.

I Went Into My Own Black-out Period Which Lasted Two Or Three Years Where The Canvases Would Simply Build Up Until They'd Get Like Stone And It Was Always Just A Gray Mess. The Image Wouldn't Emerge, But I Worked Pretty Regularly. I Was Fighting To Find I Knew Not What, But I Could No Longer Stay With What I Had.

I Think Every Once In A While I Feel The Need To Break My Medium... If I Have Been Doing A Very Large Painting I Like To Drop Into Something In Small Scale. It Is A Challenge To Go Into This Size. It Is Just To Hold My Own Interest, And Then Each Media Has Its Own Conditions.