It took me four years to paint like Raphael, but a lifetime to paint like a child.
My childhood painting, tempera on newsprint, ended up tucked away at my parents’ house. When my Mother gave it to me years later, I hung it in my studio where it has been ever since. I’ve moved quite a few times, but have always found a spot for the painting, touched by its genuineness and immediacy. During long stretches of labor-intensive, conceptual work, my eye is often drawn to this childhood painting. These “child’s play” paintings are my attempt to capture the unlabored spontaneity of a child.