UNTITLED (MY EAR IS BLEEDING)
Acrylic and ink on found stretched canvas;
archival satin varnish.
30 x 40 x 0.6 inches
This piece came out of a transitional period of personal frustration, angst, and fear. Feeling at odds with myself and those around me, I turn inward, then lash out. Communication outward relies on the strokes of painting for the words often fail to stroke anyones interest. Soaking in politics and seeking to make sense of change and oh, by that way, there’s no such thing as global warming.
It’s all just a farce, we’re fine here; wait, what’s that?
Oh, don’t mind that raspberry preserve on my lapel. I think it’s just Chanel.
ARANCIO VIBRANTE, six three four.