I’ve spent decades resisting becoming an artist of the “Another one by that guy” variety.

You see one of their things and say, “Hey, another painting by that guy.”

Works by such artists are often distinguished by a cultivated style, and a narrowed range of format, gesture, or, in likely the dumbest example, color.

I can’t fathom being a brand, or a factory for a line of inventory, or a narrow slot in the matrix, supplying the world with a tiny view of one kind of thing.

Art has always been more generous to me than that. Greater, and more grandiose. Infinitely more dimensional than any make or model of output could possibly suggest.

I prefer letting art be what it is, rather than imposing myself on it, restricting it. All art wants to do is give. I’ve given my career over to letting it.