This work is a meditation on the space of creative activity. The paintings are a product of many hours, days, weeks spent shuffling around the studio, building canvases, reading the newspaper, getting drunk, rearranging old pieces, pacing, staring at walls, drinking too much coffee, and eventually painting. I’m interested in how traces of previous artistic efforts can evolve into new generations of work and potentially distill some meaning or truth from a studio practice that looks increasingly inward.