Dennis Hollingsworth

PaperWork

I'm not really sure how to write about these works on paper shown here.

I'm caught as usual in the matrix of materiality, representation, a desire to convulse the paint into new territory, an effort to think in and through painting, and to stack clarity and clash of different mark making at an acute condition.

It's like the kids game of "Cat's Cradle" where the painting is the string strung in different ways between the surrounding poles of fingers.

I'm agitated.

My expectations are frustrated.

That's not always bad.

Usually, it's like this: I set out to try something, sometime it works, sometimes it doesn't.

When it doesn't, I throw a wrench into the works. When it does, i throw a wrench into the works.

Then I try to make it work.

Then I stop.