2009     •     30″ x 12″
acrylic, spray paint, fabric on panel

This piece was born with Moe Profane. During a long creative drought brought on by circumstance, otherwise directed energy and lack of studio space wasn’t without it’s share of good. I spent that time working through ideas and processes strictly theoretically, weighing their conceptual merits and how the process would be as much a part of the idea as the image.

My creative impulse bubbled beneath the surface at varying degrees for years until finally a space to create became available the same time an idea to create an image of uncompromisingly obvious masculinity.

Keep digging, WOODCOCK 🪏

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After a long exile in South Texas climbing out of a nihilistic funk, Otis Woodcock has found his way back to the open skies and quiet horizons of the American prairie. Having earned an MFA from Miami University, Ohio, he left his ancestral home in southern Indiana, spending the last three decades between Louisville, Kentucky, and San Antonio, Texas, developing his Iconoclasmatic Pop Art™ practice. On this journey, an anxious recovering Catholic and cancer survivor gradually evolved into the optimistic existentialist whose work is less interested in providing answers than in questioning certainty. Today, Woodcock lives and works where the seasonal rhythms and expansive landscapes of the Midwest serve as the backdrop for an ongoing exploration of belief systems, cultural inheritance, and the subtle poetry of ordinary things.

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