During the last few weeks of thesis, I was pretty much losing it. And then Amy walked into my studio eating a banana.
But this is the last painting I’ve been able to do. In the process, I actually forgot how to paint. Guess I need a break.
Dan and I chose to share an exhibition space before we had any idea what our theses would be. After months of trying to think of some huge conceptual fine art bullshit, I gave up and decided just to do portraits like I had in high school. Coincidentally, Dan also decided to do portraits, and based them off a form he had come up with in high school.
College was a long chain of bad decisions for me, but I picked the right show partner.