These paintings remind me of my passion for cartoons as a child. The emotions are so pure. A character is sad; they slump, utterly dejected, or cry a single tear (or an ocean). When mad, […]
There is an unsettling lack of inhibition in Doe’s paintings. They are overloaded with sexual symbols, tropes and innuendos and it’s not a comfortable mix—they are hot and bothered—I don’t find in them the ironic […]
Like addicts seeking a fix, we met on the stoop, each carrying a painting we had made in the last two weeks. We stood well apart as if we didn’t care for each other. It […]