I’ve always had a hard time with the word “artist” as a means of self-identification. I paint, I draw, I assemble. Whether or not any or all of those things is Art isn’t for me to decide. I stopped painting after college and for the better part of 20 years, didn’t pick up a brush. When I finally did, the resulting work was unlike anything I had done before. Of course it was. It had to be. I was no longer painting to be Pollock or Rauschenberg — “painting with someone else’s brush,” as my friend Father Bill Moore would tell me. This time, I’m doing it for me. I think anything you create has to be for you before anything or anyone else. If you don’t like it or the making of it doesn’t bring you joy, nothing anyone else says will matter.
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