I paint astronauts and, sometimes, dinosaurs.
Stanley
Kubrick's 2001: A Space Odyssey was released in 1968, well before I was
born, so I have no firsthand knowledge of how it was received. I don’t
know if people really believed we'd be living in space in 2001, if we'd
have robot butlers and flying cars, geodesic lunar homes, and
genetically reconstituted dinosaurs helping or eating us. But from Lost
in Space to the Jetsons to Jurassic Park, it seems that popular culture
has fostered this space-age perception of the future. Generations raised
on these TV shows, movies, comic books, and novels are now grown and
living in a future filled with mini vans, Starbucks, iPads, and Hip Hop
videos. In many ways, the year 2001 failed to live up to expectations.
And yet the world today is peculiar in ways unimagined in 1957, when
Sputnik was launched, or in 1968, when 2001 was released, or even in
1994, at the dawn of the internet. The present is in fact a very unusual
place, and it's strangest in the ubiquity of things we take for
granted.
The astronaut in my paintings is simply here to explore the present
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