8 May 2026
Park bench: revisited the bench subject, as my first attempt didn't really do it for me in the end when I got fresh eyes on it yesterday. As nice as the worked-in color was optically, there's just something about the physical quality of really thick, built-up paint that I'm repelled by in my own work (not in the work of others who do it well, to be clear). I guess it has something to do with how I deal with preserving intentionality, lightness of touch, sensitivity, etc. Anyway, iterating on/coming back to subjects has been something of a game changer for me; something that being in my own space surrounded by my reoccurring thoughts has catalyzed. Slowly getting over the disappointment that accompanies an idea that doesn't reach its potential and learning to take instructions from it instead. This time I focused a lot more on repetitive touch and constant subtraction, reminded me a bit of how it felt to handle the paint that made Destruction as well as building—never letting it settle or cover too much space, always making more marks and negating those marks over and over again. This one does feel like it got pretty close to something inherent to the visually disorienting quality that made the bench's anatomy appealing in the first place, but I gave it a border that ended up connecting to the bench's rail in a similar way to the last time I tried, which felt a bit gimmicky. But that could possibly be negated as well with a well-placed line in pencil or a slight tweak in the transition from the border to the rail, so we'll see if it can be resolved. A lasting image of Max Keene's wonderful piece World Dance (2025) has been going around the city with me in my mind this week.