September 10, 2026
Hi, I’m sitting here in the car, just staring up into space and dictating this post. This morning. I was quite emotional working on a 4×6 piece. Am I going a little too far with it? I don’t know, things have been exhausting lately. They’ve just been very exhausting. This post has two subjects.
I had physical therapy today and it was okay, it was quiet. The person that worked on me, he’s pretty good. He paid more attention to my hips than anybody has, and I’m grateful for that-and I told him that.
Edited September 24, 2026 – I removed a little rant I had in this slot because I need not share some of my intense assumptions. Plain ole’ worry, fine, but I think I met an Angel…a very rare person and I let my assumptions get the best of me. I hope she goes far in her life and finds peace.
Anyway, on to the art…
Now, there’s a piece I finished today which should be scanned in and up on the 4th floor gallery by now. It’s really interesting. (well, if you see it here to the left, it’s on the fourth floor. Duh.) There’s a lot of stuff inside of me that I need to overcome and move on from. This is very, very old stuff—it really is. It’s like an old jar of something you find way back in the back of a cabinet. You don’t know what the hell it is, so you throw it out. There’s a lot of me in that piece. So, I’ll leave it to the viewer to interpret. I think it can be interpreted in many ways. Some might find it comical, some might find it very deep and dark, but that’s the way it is for me. It’s part of me expressing myself here lately. The colors I’m moving toward lately are black, yellow, and orange, and I don’t know why, but a lot of my chaotic pieces like this last one carry that color scheme. 60-30-10
Anyway, for this one, I tried something different. I had some scrap window screen. When I was growing up, window screens were a thing for doors. All the outside doors had screen doors on the outside, then the regular door. You’d open the regular door and the screen door would let air in, but not flies and stuff. I remember these screen doors had long springs on them, and they would open up and make strange noises. When I was a kid, I used to get in trouble for opening and closing them because of the noises they made. They were also hard to see through, which is my point for this piece.
A bit like, you know what you’re looking at from the outside, but the details inside are hard to make out. Like a dream.
So I decided to take a piece of screen and use it not only as a template, but also incorporate it into the piece itself. It’s interesting—I have a couple of underpainting layers on this piece using this screen – where I let it dry, peeled it off, and it just gives this texture like a bunch of little squares. Well, you’ll see it.
Anyway, I hope I didn’t confuse you too much; be good to each other and have an awesome day.
Love,
Mark