It is hard to draw the line in my work to delineate wholly conceptual works because all of my artwork emanates from a highly conceptual place.  And the works are also crafted to a high concern for esthetics.

     Some very early conceptual works incorporated American ideals or marketing obsessions.  Ideas incorporated into the works were concerns with the “New”, aseptically deodorized and often overly unnatural clean scents as a positive attribute.  A series of large scale paintings came equipped with lemon freshener deodorizers.   The painting series were entitled, “New, Improved and Lemon Freshened”.

    Over the years I’ve enjoyed making what I call my “Last Pieces”.  In the 80’s, I pondered the idea that art was somehow artificial or artifice.  Art seemed to represent something but was not the thing itself.  What was often categorized as “ART”, was seeming, to be after the fact ,and not in the fact, or of the thing or, in the moment.  Thus, I thought after making art for most of my life, coined an artist from early on, I would be absolutely pure if I just lived and stopped making art.  The first last pieces of art was a 386 laptop set in the middle of the gallery on which text proclaimed on the screen, “No art was made and life was about to begin”.    

     Most recently I conceived another of my last pieces (7).  It is entitled, ”Last Piece II - The Last Supper”. It addresses the ideas of some of the central problems with our society.  At the root of an unhealthy world is the idea of  consumption, the consumption of meat and how it is a worse polluter of the earth than auto emissions.  How we are basically killing ourselves on this path of consumption. That we human beings are somehow existing on a treadmill of consumption for the food industry as we know it, or the pharmaceutical companies, or any products driven by advertising - all the things we need but really don’t need at all.  So with these ideas in mind, this most recent piece, as far as an artist can put their finger on the pulse of the times - may be my greatest work.  I believe it makes the point rather aptly.  The work is really a prospectus.  The offering: myself the artist to anyone who can pay the price of the American national debt.  What they get for this price tag is myself butchered and packaged in Styrofoam shrink wrapped trays (toxic) as in the meat department at the local market.  And since ones market is part and parcel of the art world today, really, what could be more of the moment? (Outdoing in value, even Damian Hirst’s “For the Love of God”, diamond encrusted skull priced at $100 million dollars.)

1. 1.      Anti Gravity Art works          
   

        Interchangeable

     

       Corner

       All One

6       Last Piece I

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                   Use of Gravity

9        Anti Gravity Art-works

10   Painted Objects