"I really enjoy squeezing out a big lump of paint directly onto the canvas and leaving it; fresh, immediate and sometimes shocking"

A thick, unblended deposit of paint is a declaration that color and substance are protagonists, not merely servants to depiction. The gesture foregrounds the physicality of painting, making the surface a terrain rather than a window. By squeezing pigment straight from the tube onto the canvas, the artist bypasses the mediating rituals of mixing, glazing, and smoothing, embracing paint as a living material with weight, sheen, and resistance. It is an impasto impulse, sculptural as much as pictorial, where the lump catches light, casts minute shadows, and changes as you move, so looking becomes a tactile experience conducted through the eyes.

“Fresh” and “immediate” evoke a commitment to tempo. The moment of contact, hand, tube, canvas, becomes the artwork’s pulse, preserved rather than polished away. Leaving the mark intact resists the seduction of correction and the anxiety of perfectionism; it honors the first response, the unedited sensation, the trust that an honest stroke can carry more truth than an exquisitely managed surface. This is not laziness but discipline: knowing when to stop, accepting contingency, allowing the paint to assert its own character. The canvas becomes a record of decisions taken in real time, a choreography of pressure, angle, and gravity.

The possibility of shock acknowledges that such candor can jar expectations. Many viewers anticipate seamless illusion; a visceral mound of pigment interrupts that habit and insists on presence. Shock can also be delight, the sudden brightness of color unmuted by blending, the childlike exuberance of squeezing and leaving, the audacity of letting material be itself. This approach collapses distance between artist and viewer: you can sense the squeeze, feel the pause, almost hear the soft thud of paint meeting ground. It invites a sensory conversation more than an intellectual puzzle, trusting that immediacy and risk will transmit energy, and that authenticity, even when unruly, carries its own exactness.