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Vol. 2, No. 2

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David Brooks SIX PAINTINGS I picked up the brush for the first time in the Fall of '03. It seemed like a very natural thing to do. And it's been a crash course in painting and painters ever since. Sometimes I know in advance what I'm going to paint. Sometimes I don't. Often I start out painting one thing and by following the paint it ends up being something else. Most of my imagery is steeped in 'Weird Old America.' Some of it is entirely alien and I'm not really sure where it comes from. Sometimes I start out with the title. Other times, a song lyric. Or a color scheme. The only thing that's for certain is that every time I put the brush to the canvas it's a revelation. And that is, more than anything, the thing that keeps me going. --DBrooks Click on image to enlarge. : Lucky Fat Old Man in the Sun : Meditation on the Weight of the World : Kind of blue and red and yellow : The Baseball Player -- Lefty : The Mothers and Frank Zappa : Mil Mascaras