Dennis Hollingsworth

Carnal

A capricho.

Andrew and Mark were in the studio with me last night. Andrew, upon seeing an exposed mass of paint I typically keep in reserve here in the studio, asked if he could punch his fist into it. Sure, why not? Mark and I snapped away to capture the event.

All visitors want to touch the bellies of paint I keep under cellophane wrap between paintings. As they leave, it is not unusual to see palm and finger impressions on them, as compelling as baby bottoms, they are. But Andrew is not the usual studio visitor, he has an especially carnal type of desire. Check out his work, if you don't believe me.