A nice thing for Kim

For Kim Acrylic and ink, 24 x 24, 2018

It’s not the consistency I lack, it’s accountability. I am making, I am creating, I am producing, but I am not closing the loop. 

I am writing this to begin to close the loop.

I am closing the loop for me. I am summarizing for me. All of this is for me. 

So, don’t get any ideas. 

I made this painting for my friend Kim a couple of years ago. I fall deep, and I fall hard, and making a piece of art for a person brings me back to everything I disliked about college in a nostalgic, challenging, and warm way. 

Making art for your Illustration Techniques class as you try and fulfill an ambiguous request and spend the day after finishing your creation awaiting class critique. Did I do it? Did I win?

Making work for a person is different, though can you see the similarities? 

I know your essence, and I feel you. We’re two entities, and this is a communication opportunity. A moment of outreach. An exhibit of my commitment. It’s love, but even love finds itself pinning up a sheet of painted Rives BFK and planting its ass on a steel stool in a cold room.