10x17. Pastel on Paper. 1987. There is a disease out there and often the damage is done in the darkness, where the process can't be seen. I walked into the darkness with a light that was given to me and could see it clearly. There was nothing I could do as the damage had already been done. But I think if more had the light they would see it too and it could be stopped.
Pastel on Paper. 8x10. 1987. I don’t blame those who make a living off the land for raising crops that have little nutritional value. Growing and creating things is a risky business. So what if there is little or no meaning? As long as the colors and subject matter is right it will sell. And it did.
Oil on Linen. 20x28. 1987. More details, details, tighter and tighter - to what end? What was the purpose and meaning? There was none. It was an empty formula. Yes, it would sell, but I could not bear to bring myself to do it. This painting was never exhibited or seen by anyone else. I destroyed it.
