I find it much easier to accept that life goes in phases since I’ve had the opportunity to experience a few of them now. Would it be bratty to suggest that the bad ones might be over rather sooner and the good ones last a little longer? I can picture myself in a scratchy caftan cradling Barney the hypoallergenic owly-cat who has finally agreed to emigrate to
All that aside, I’ve completed my first Vienna work and am quite interested in starting a neo-Successionist movement if anyone’s interested. Anything that assumes success has to have an edge right? Since I started painting in the impressionist style I’ve had the most amazing revelation. I think the Impressionists were all short-sighted. I say this only because when I did this painting, I forgot to put my contact lenses in. Believe it or not, it started out as a representational work. They say the best art is accidental and my God, have I just proved that, in my own humungous opinion of course. As always, I trust you to be the judge.
I therefore present to you