Oil on canvas
30.48cm x 25.40cm x 3.82cm
If someone is closeted somewhere, they stay there, often because they are working hard on something. Sometimes the urge is too much and so we make excuses to protect others and ourselves.
The sister series to Summer 2020. These pieces became more abstract, more faceless. The days turn to nights. The ponds and pools are left behind as we enter the woods and the world of cruising. Hook ups and orgies, strangers meeting the regulars. Whilst creating the larger pieces of Summer 2020 I used smaller canvases as palettes throughout the process . This allowed me to keep things very free for this latter series of work. Not worrying about the final structures, I would see what marks were left and, staring into the brush stokes, the raw movements that had been smeared on the canvases I would see figures, just made out. Faceless. The result is quite raw, naive but it helps capture the lust and the sexuality of an evening meet up.
The history of cruising in the U.K. is complex, sexual and secret on one hand and yet with a determined sense of community, of similarity and a place where anything goes.