Frost Bite (The Dead)

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I’m working on a new show in Williamsburgh Brooklyn that will be a sort of survey of all the art I’ve made since the war started. Death is all around us. Sometimes we forget the dead and so I thought I’d start with my own recent loss.

I took all of Bailey’s toys and threw them on the naked white paper to start. Then I used them as brushes and mops along with my best calligraphy brushes. The central idea of the drawing came from a sketch I’ve been working on with pencil and an old white enamel fridge door. It says Welbuilt.

This is the first of maybe many large works to illustrate the themes I’ve been on since 2003, but anyway one should begin with Joyce and Mingus and so I did….Plus the snow was faintly falling and falling faintly on New York.