Monologues
Oil on canvas and linen
1999–2001
“I was the world in which I walked, and what I saw
Or heard or felt came not but from myself;
And there I found myself more truly and more strange.”
Monologues are the final collection of paintings on canvas I made before a major paradigm shift in my work occurred. In this series of large oils on canvas, the setting is sparse, mostly emptied of props, architectural settings, or specific indicators of place. The single protagonist is viewed from an increasingly distant vantage point. The oil paint has thickened (applied with palette knives) and the space has flattened as the paint pulls away from the edges.
