DEAN DEMPSEY

6am and 3 packs in an its finally finished. "What a beaut." I tell myself, the fumes from industrial strength oil enamel still frying my brain and I love it. Could take a week, could take a day or just a few minutes. When it clicks. it clicks. I don't over think anything and could give a shit about meaning or commentary. The main question I ask myself to determine if a piece works is: "is it sexy, does it give me a rush? Like going on a date wearing a trench coat with nothing underneath it." or is it just "cute." Through my art I aim to evoke the primal reflection of ourselves and ultimately our collective memory, fantasy and fear.