Transfiguration is based on an autobiographical incident, as a number of my paintings are. In ruminating about the event, which involved my wife having a huge old rubber tree cut out of our front yard, all of the symbolic, mythologic, and ecological meanings kept rumbling through my head. I’m no longer a spring chicken, so the removal of this ancient, bothersome (they drop thick leaves six months a year) tree struck a chord with me. I identified. Thus the title. The hose plays with the phallic metaphor of the tree, a limp skinny green thing with just a few drops of water left. My painting is often dark in tone, but as I work little jokes like this keep me chuckling.
March 17, 2010
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