A Painting I Tried to Kill

[blackmare]

54th and Bayfront, 48 x 48", acrylic on canvas

By the time I painted this, in 1995, I'd had the image in my head for years. I think of it now as the starting point for a lot of the art I make now: I still have this restless energy, these colors, and the horse as symbol of power/fear/motion/courage all converging.

But I tried to destroy this thing, once.
 

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