“How do we begin to covet? We begin by coveting what we see every day.”
In my case it was the wrestling team.
My painting practice is inescapably rooted in my response to desire. Strongly influenced by Baroque composition, Hellenistic mythology and the Bay Area Figurative Artists, the work inevitably enters into a dialogue about the nature of desire and the ability of figurative art to trigger longing.
I got triggered early on when my sister brought home Jansen’s History of Art her first year in college. I couldn’t seem to get past the chapter on classical Greek sculpture. It was the first time that I was allowed to gaze, uninterrupted, at the naked male form.
From early on, I’ve dealt with the record-skip of desire/frustration by drawing. It was the only way I knew to possess the object of desire. It’s complicated. I desire the object for it’s beauty, I want it, but I also want to be it. I want the benefits I ascribe to having a body like the Apollo Belvedere. In the end, it is about appreciation: The love of the male form and the attention, study and practice I’ve lavished on becoming able to reproduce what I desire in a way that will communicate the longing I experience in the act of creation.