I like painting ordinary things and places. I like the way that just observing an ordinary thing can make it remarkable.
I have been thinking about time and place lately, and how they leave their marks on everything. You can’t run from it. If an artist does, and tries to make something that looks like it is from another time and place, that artist runs the risk of seeming pretentious. (Did I just put Steampunk in a category with Thomas Kinkaide? Why, yes, I think I did!) What I would rather do is make something that is friendly with being from the time and place in which it was actually made, but at the same time contain elements that are somehow compelling, even when taken a little out of context, and as time moves on.