"There is this gap: for the first couple years you make art, it's just not that good. It's trying to be good, it has potential, but it's not. But your taste, the thing that got you into the game, is still killer. And your taste is why your work disappoints you."
This was the first painting I created that I felt lived up to my imagination. I started it in my last weeks of high school and finished it in June, sitting in an apartment in Berkeley that I had moved in to with my girlfriend at the time. Some friends and I had a little art show on College ave. that summer, and I remember being excited that people were seeing what had been in my head for so long. One of the few times I've been able to articulate my aesthetic in words was when describing these mountains in my artist statement.
16" x 38"
Acrylic on Canvas