the villagers are watchful in their booths at boston market the boys living on sulfur and talking about feelings and memory the united states is the collective process of demanding feelings and a certain memory i would live on synthetics but i hate fragility Lonely and afraid, my women sing, there is no father in me they talk about…

 

Some of your figures share a similar straight, expressionless gaze. How would you describe the mental state of these women? I imagine these women focusing and thinking. Facial expressions can really dominate a painting. I prefer a more ambiguous reading so the painting itself has room to become the expression. I’m often not sure what it is I want…