My taste often deviates from many. I am not a willing contrarian. I’m just kind of weird. I possess no real frustration over this because art is something subjective, but it scares me. It scares me that I’m missing something, that everyone else is on a wavelength that I can’t harmonize with, that for all the books I have in me, none of them will... See more
The more upset I became, the more I felt that my sensitivity towards the paintings was the same sensitivity I held when I was the subject of the photographs. The uncomfortable, complex, and often difficult intimacy of the paintings characterizes their timeless humanity. The photograph of these paintings is just a collection of symbols, of words in... See more