Paintings

I use to be a painter when I was younger.

Now, I seem to only paint once or twice every decade. I am not sure why, but I think it has something to do with not providing me (personally) as much creative problem-solving as other media. When I am painting, my mind wanders everywhere – anywhere but the actual act of painting. Once it started to feel like simply a process, I began to lose interest.

Having said that, I still occasionally paint.

With the exception of the portrait of my father, which is relatively recent, most of these are much older pieces.