So what does it mean to return to painting?
But now without any skill or any sustained interrogation of the conditions of the medium?
Semi-stupidly, in short? [Damn it, that just sets things in train again, reminding me of Duchamp.]
I bought some oil paints and some small, black boards.
I mixed the colours up in a ukelele box.
Which is the painting – the one I discarded or the one I kept?
Who knows.
A Picture as Well as I Can Paint of the End of Time
Discarded Palette