Nevermind

Last night I watched a Nirvana tour video and then some of Stan Brakhage's hand painted films (all on VHS, no less) and marvelled at how they were both a product of the mid-90s and then lamented the loss of this lovely coloured aesthetic which I failed to recognise for what it was when it was actually happening, perhaps because I was 10 years old. Then I coloured in these rocks.

'In reality light is either a particle or a wave. In art it is solid'.

Recent small scale drawings influenced in part by conversations with artist Jo Lewington about relative and ultimate reality, which I am trying hard to understand. Also reading up on Joseph Albers and Goethe colour theory. My obsession with spattering continues. More on this to follow...