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Winston, Wes, WeSeeClearly
Winston, Wes, W*S*C*. Different edges around the same opening. I was twelve the first time I intentionally chose a different name. It was summer camp. During roll call on the first day, I cut in as soon as I heard “Winston” and said, “Will is fine.” The counselor repeated it back, wrote it down, and [&h
Why I Disappear
I disappear for weeks at a time (ok, sometimes months). The work asks for that. When I step out of the social current, I step into a different register of attention, one where perception stops skimming and starts opening. This register crystallizes into whatever I am making; people who live with my paintings ha
Counterspace: More Than an Open Center
Counterspace is the held opening at the center of my paintings. The first in a series tracing the term’s lineage across art, geometry, and philosophy.
From Painting to Portal
After twenty years of painting, I left my gallery and didn’t touch a brush for three and a half years. What I found changed what I make and why I make it.
