I have this love affair with raw canvas, and I don’t think enough artists truly explore the intimacy and complexity of the surfaces they paint on. Artists buy white pre-primed canvas in the stores if they want to paint. I buy and build my own canvases because I want to know every inch of that painting like the body of a naked lover. I mean that literally. There is something intensely pleasing to run your fingers over a freshly stretched canvas, and hit it like a drum for the first time. Why cover that beauty up?