Thursday, January 24, 2013

The White Wolves


I paint when discussion is pointless, so I'm not interested in discussing a pictorial narrative, if one is suggested by this painting. Discussion is for logic and reason. I just assume shut up much of the time. Especially when it comes to art.

It's a bit ironic that the act of painting is, in theory, a way to simplify. It is an ancient act with primitive roots, yet the complexity of painting, with its infinite forms, mimics the complexities of life. 

The White Wolves, 25" x 40", oil on canvas, 2012-2013.