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Brian Charles Johnson's avatar

I’ve never heard anyone express how I see everything basically. I can paint. These motherfuckers can’t paint. I got the goods…

So I get it. (A lot of artists can probably understand, it’s just a human experience is self-centered.)

I walk through my basement where I paint, pick up a “good” painting and work on it. Why? Just because it just didn’t make the cut…

So let’s see where it goes…

And let’s try some shit. If I ruin it, what’s it matter? It’s already trash. Either great by my standards, or you are lucky to survive.

Because it feels good to “see where it goes.”

“How fearless are you?”

That’s the question.

#themitigatingfactor

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Michael Allen's avatar

I too love to look at the paint. It often tells a different story or should I say, adds to the story. Our decisions to add a color, change a color, can so drastically change the context of the picture we make. I love your comparison of the Matisse and Hopper paintings. The addition of red is perfect to keep is enclosed within the boat.

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