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b. 1974

My future's so dire, I'm required to wear shades

An online exhibition of ten paintings

I'm OK but I'm not OK, 2022

Oil on Canvas, 36" x 48"

On your mark, get set, lizard man, 2021

Oil on Canvas, 36" x 48"

Fuck Christmas, and I don't even like purple, 2021

Oil on Canvas, 36" x 48"

Some say it was the artificial swamps, 2021

Oil on Canvas, 24" x 36"

The animals were acting weird that day, 2021

Oil on Canvas, 12" x 15"

It gets worse, 2021

Oil on Canvas, 24" x 36"

Faked ills, sprawled out, circular food, 2021

Oil on Canvas, 11" x 14"

Crying underneath my AR goggles, 2021

Oil on Canvas, 11" x 14"

The worst advice I ever got was to inject that new algorithm, 2021

Oil on Canvas, 8" x 10"

The weird thing is how the bodies sort of formed a golden ratio, 2021

Oil on Canvas, 11" x 14"

My future's so dire, I'm required to wear shades is a world of sagging, crooked, 16-bit color fields interrupted with parts and pieces of humanity breaching the surface. It's surveillance. It's faulty optics. It's that hidden slice of frontier between the present day and dystopia.

Using oil paint each piece has an underlayer filled with details. People, places, objects, and symbols make up the ground of the painting. Each new layer covers more and more of the last leaving a heavy canvas filled with marks and texture.

I approached these works starting directly on the canvas without any kind of formal plan or idea on the outcome. My only two directives being "allow the work to be a mistake" and "there is no plan, only the feeling of dread".

lance

Email: lance at this site
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