"Painting isn’t just a living for me; it’s also the way in which I am able to express some hidden, nasty feelings about being hit by an airplane when I was eight years old in Nebraska. Yup, I got tackled by a landing propelled airplane whilst playing on a grassy runway one beautiful summer evening. It/the plane severed my left arm, my dominant hand. It sucked, but my experiences with “it” has turned me into the fired-up prolific painter that I am today.
I live and paint amongst the epicenter of political nausea that is Washington, D.C. My place is a 600 sq. ft. functional playground of eat/sleep/shit/paint. Each day I get, commute 3 feet to an unfinished canvas, and wallow the day away- pushing bright colors around until they tell a compelling story. Some mornings my head hurts from too much drinking, so maybe I’ll get on the computer or mail some paintings…" Matt Sesow for EastCoast Snowboarding Magazine, 2009.
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| Matt Sesow C-31 27 x 35 cm |
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| Matt Sesow Catalonia 38 x 56 cm. |
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| Matt Sesow Darling 13 x 18 cm. |
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| Matt Sesow Do what it takes 38 x 56 cm |
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| Matt Sesow Swell Fella 13 x 16 cm. |
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