Brutalist Landscape takes a further step into bringing in representational forms into a space of geometric abstraction. I was actually thinking of De Chirico’s work as I was making it. I love this odd tension between a cozy, somehow crowded urban space that is also lonely and still. I sometimes imagine a silent scream when I look at his scenes.

A part of me is edging toward a greater degree of monochrome and another part is rebelling against this wildly. I didn’t become an artist be ‘produce knowledge’ in any ordinary sense. I’d rather produce feelings, emotions, meditative states, curious thoughts, a giggle or two, a sense of wonder, an inner questioning.

It also seems a kind of series of ‘brutalist’ works are coming into being now. The use of the term and its desires for a rough-hewn, pragmatic sense of beauty when applied to things that are impossible to construct is something I find wonderfully funny. Charming, even.