4/12/14
When I’m painting, I am at complete peace with my soul. A gritty, violent and ripping release of energy involving brushstroke upon brushstroke of anguish and yet meaningful visual coordination. I can’t stop painting. Even when I try going for several days without painting, I end up ferociously scribbling in my sketchbook or ruining a previous painting with frantic alterations. A am insane.
Kal L. Cloonan 