thanks for spending time with me. I remain haunted by your newest painting--it is rare that I feel human tanscendance in painting...once a couple of years ago in Bucharest I saw this landscape, bathed in blues, that overwhelmed my senses..I had to go back and look at it over and over again....there it was hung in an obscure gallery in an obscure neighborhood of an obscure city in an obscure country...and it was one of the most profound landscapes I had ever seen......I had the same metaphysical response to your "cock about to fuck the pussy" painting....this is work that is other-worldly....it cuts to the core of "LIFE"...it gushes with the ambionic fluids of creation itself. And I am not trying to overdramatize, nor stroke your ego, nor trying to be your friend....I'm sure we both have enough friends in the world.

And the colors. The colors come more from the sea, than the earth...when the first tiny creatures began to wiggle in water...they were the same colors: amphibian...fecund...bursting forth with reproductive desire.

And the power of space....that perfect space between the cock and the pussy....you bring forth the feeling...that ideal moment we feel as men when we know that within a millisecond we will be fucking the woman..she will become ours, we will perform yet another poetic rape--this is what makes the painitng work more than anything: you capture human expectation, human lust before it is exasperated by anxiety, disease and tribulation...you capture the cosmology of deep anticipation...the cosmology of universal fucking....of the world recreating itself every breathing moment of our skinny lives, again, again, and again.

David