DRAINS, WALLS.
I paint in a subtractive way and flood the gaps with whatever annoying thing persists in previous work that I’ve erased or destroyed. At the same time I was thinking of connections between Wittgenstein’s rejection of a fountain, Simone Weil’s of food, and Murphy’s theatrics with his gas heater. Murphy, the narcissist par excellence. Or at least I imagine them like I think there’s some kind of monism I’m bringing out in my work. By rearranging approaches I hope to not totally close off painting to continuity in space time people etc.
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Rebecca Porter