Coats

COATS

Coats, tar paper, roofing planks, oil and house paint.  Coats began with a corroded memory from a widow visit I went on while doing relief work in postwar Kosova.

 

Upon arrival, I noticed one wall of the room that will forever be enshrined in my memory.  Here, I revisit this image. Coats dredged in house paint become white ghosts of ethnic cleansing.  Washes of burnt sienna roll off the forms as they rocket out of their destructive environment