Lamp Splitting Rain: the headlamp burst on canvas

The vector cab is tight, the colour burst wet—canvas holds both.

The vector cab is tight, the colour burst wet—canvas holds both.

Tanaka keeps making the same picture, which is exactly why the work deepens.

The teapot becomes the unit of measurement for what cannot be measured, and the lighthouse keeper pours accordingly.

Moreau prices motion at the impulse threshold and makes it stick.

Reynolds prices the burst, not the bird, and at $119 unframed he might be right.

You measure the wall, pick a print size, hang it, and it looks wrong—too small, too crowded, or lost in the middle of nothing.

A collector's guide to spotting real training versus borrowed vocabulary in an artist's lineage.

A pink cat asleep on a hot rod engine, the garage sign lettered by hand, vermillion bleeding into black cartoon line.

A skateboard with eyes, a hill, and the only word you need painted straight down the asphalt.

A frozen lake with one lit hut—look at the cracks long enough and they form a running horse.
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