All my life I've visualized
decapitated heads, (usually torn away, not cleanly cut), leaking out their
mental juices. In most of my attempts to externalize these visions onto
canvas or paper the leaking "stuff" is representative of where
my life happens to be at the time I draw or paint the picture. I'm afraid
because of this, my life is sometimes an open book. The only thing that
serves to hide me is that most times the viewer of my work will read so
much of their own personality into what they are seeing that my secrets
escape them. Now that I have told you that, you can look at these demons
and see where my poor life was at when I painted this.
1994, acrylic on canvas 24" X 24"
Original sold
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