I believe in
the accidental and random. I have a passion for words and an urge to deal with
the underlying humor in things. These
preoccupations led me to leave painting forty or so years ago and move into
collage, assemblage, and more recently into poetry and digital doings (pixellage
if you will). Along the way there
have been, among other things: paintings containing haiku, rubber stamp comics,
a machine that drew solo, pyrocollage, decorative landscapes, seven books of
poetry (self-published), and a gallery filled with unsittable chairs. In the past year, a
large number of digital cannibalizations of earlier work has transpired.
Currently underway, a series of shrines, cosmic stuff and further shenanigans. Welcome dogmac@comcast.net