This was my first painting exhibited in a national exhibition. It was given special merit and segregated from the rest of the show. I was sick of "word" art that just relied on offense and shock value. In 94 there was a term for it, Scatological Art. I know the name defines more than one movement. I thought what was lacking was thoughtful content, line, form, color and composition. I began to paint "dirty" pictures. Some were no better than the pieces I criticized but some succeeded. This piece contrasts the affirmation with the overtly negative. At the opening, the juror opened the floor for questions. My precocious, 4 year old nephew asked him to explain my piece. From this little painting grew an entire body of work.


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