Sheep are merely vehicles of expression. They invite you in with their cuteness and you relate to them because you, too, have felt mindless in your daily routines. Instead of drawing and painting nameless human subjects, as I have done previously to the point of discombobulation, I present you with the iconographic qualities of a sheep. The wooly little things are just so personable. My sheep are painted with Apple Barrel craft acrylic—the first paint I ever learned how to use—on twin flat sheets of varying and completely purposeful colors. Just like the stains left by a child who had too much water before bed-time, the sheep are found in their own narrative situations and examined as traces of anxiety and inevitability. They will guide you through my sensitivity, my loneliness and my exquisite joy: feelings of a child’s heart pounding away in a grown-up’s body and a child’s brain in possession of a grown-up’s hands.
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