After realizing that Iam not as well endowed as I had once thought, I set out to make paintings expressing my frustrations and new found disdain for God.
One should not take the words are impulsive of that moment at which I climax during the painting process. At the moment when my mind is with less thought and more clarity. The true moment of intimacy and openness. The place where love and death unify, the morbid, the beautiful, the pain and the release. These are moments, my moments, your moments. You are every bit as disgusting as I am.