Fresh from an inspiring trip to Europe, I am back in the studio and trying to challenge myself. Above are actual, unique screenprint works/series in progress. I am finding these very difficult to accept as finished works, but that is also what is so intriguing to me. Is a completely unique, non-repeatable, imageless, organic 'blob' of ink, forced through a finely-meshed, sans-emulsion screen with a squeegee, still a screenprint? Is it interesting? Is it art?
These are the kind of difficult positions I like to wander into...if I can push work into the realm of the completely absurd, seemingly meaningless and almost without function, the closer it is to the nature of life.