This pic is a close up of the previous one, showing how the impasted oil paint on black velvet has formed specific marks. Reminiscent of scenes I witnessed on the ceiling of our squat in South London whilst in a state of intoxicated reverie, (or does it just look like Artex?) this work is what we all have to do to expand our awareness of ourselves ‘in process’. I suppose Robert Ryman’s work owes a debt itself to Kasimir Malevich ….
White spirals on velvet by Alan Dedman