For some reason when I first encountered Rodger Roundy’s crowded figure paintings I was reminded of a fungus. It’s a type of fungus that has thousands of seemingly unrelated stems coming up through the ground, but underneath they are all part of the same giant organism. Are the myriad schoolgirls all just tendrils of some giant, interconnected schoolgirl archetype? How the hell should I know, I didn’t paint them. But I do enjoy the hell out of them. The visual complexity and sense of drama get me interested, and combined with semi-surreal architectural forms I stay interested.
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