Tri Polar

Tearing oneself apart from the inside is a difficult concept to portray visually.

This was the third painting I made in that. I was feeling better physically, enough so to stretch a large canvas. In the under painting of acrylic gesso mixed with plaster and semen, I painted an equation, with my blood. In essence it describes the population of the earth at the time I painted this, divided by the claimed wealth of all nations, which then equals the amount you are entitled to. No questions, no legal defence allowed. You are all way over budget. Time to stop. I followed the equation with an acrylic under painting of a nuclear explosion. Which was followed by the self portrait ripping my face off.

Oil on canvas, 42" X 42". 2005.
‘Tri-Polar’, 42″ X 42″, oil on canvas.

I called it tri-polar because I did not agree with my psychiatrist. All you have is on or off, I have an in between which allows me to divert the rage in us all into art. Do you? I think that is how art happens.

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Hunger in my studio.

I am sorry if you have seen this repeatedly on this page. But I feel compelled to continue posting these images as it keeps happening, continues to happen. I can’t paint them anymore but I can carve them in stone. And I hope to eventually make a bronze casting to use as a pedestal for a beautiful oval crystal dining table with silver Hungry cutlery and china plates with a Hungry pattern, and serve bread and water.

‘Hunger II’, 36″ X 60″, oil on canvas, 1993.

‘Hungry’, 1.25″ X 2.25″ X .3″, soapstone, 2011.

‘Hungry’, 1.25″ X 2.2″ X 0.3″, soapstone, 2012.