Man dressed in a business suit: “You know you have paint on your clothes right?”
Me: “Yes I’m aware of that. It’s ok. I’m an artist.”
Shot of me working on a painting for the August Wilson Center.
“Double Star” 2013. Oil, acrylic and spray paint on birch. Jacket and model not included.
Guess that’s what I get for wearing my paint jacket outside. Doesn’t bother me though. There’s history behind these splattered clothes.
I still remember getting that jacket. It’s actually my varsity volleyball jacket from high school. The main reason I like it though is that it’s one of the jackets that’s broken in perfectly, remains in great shape despite its’ age. It keeps me warm while I work and is perfect for layering. Every paint stain came from a piece that eventually ended up in a museum, a gallery or an art collection.
Every piece of clothing has a story.
