Permission to let go

Over the course of my art practice, I have never drawn or painted anything larger than 2 x 2 feet. Small-sized paintings have always felt intimate and personal to create. As a designer, I used to consider splashing paint on a large area either to be a mess that a child does with their playful hands, or Jackson Pollack did with his manly man “genius”.

But, it felt strangely ritualistic to go large and also freeing, to walk across the sticky paper with its rabbit skin glue and two pigments: raw umber greenish dark, and indigo. Like a dance in the dark with the brush in hand.