On a slow night, me and my buddy Sean will get on Skype and just shoot the shit as we work. This personal piece, tentatively titled ‘Glutton God’, was a weekend painting I did for myself in-between pending projects, just to loosen up and let the air in a bit. The absence of any need whatsoever for intellectual conversation redefines catharsis. Here’s a glimpse into this foolishness. I’m sorry.