From the series "Chauvet/228 Golden Glow Drive" (2017). Using drawings I made at ages 3, 4, and 5 as seed material, these oils are exercises in self-sampling. An  apprenticeship with a now fifty-year old  ghost residue vaguely remembered  as "him" in order to explore that entity's (largely indecipherable) mythopoetic vocabulary. A whiff of time travel, a sort of dreamtime poetics. "Once you admit that time past is actually infinite, being a child gradually fades out" (Susan Howe). Samples of "originals" below. More paintings on the way in the spring (my cramped basement "studio" is unheated; productivity drops off a bit in winter.)