

The figures in his oil paintings are always in motion, and seemingly made of rubber. The lighting in each piece is like a flashbulb, harshly illuminating every fold of clothing and every fiber of muscle. His work is visually hyperactive and intense; it makes my hair stand up on end.
I would love to have one of his paintings hanging on our wall. But that won’t happen, because it would probably scare away little kids.

If you want to see more, check out Goad: The Many Moods of Phil Hale.

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