Eric Shaw

Eric Shaw paints like a magpie builds its nest. Patting clay, twigs and offal together. Magpie’s nest can contain a disgusting assortment of items (stolen 100 Grand candy bar wrappers, ladies corsets, squirrel fetuses; jelly beans, fishing line, Styrofoam cups; ruptured condoms, Christmas lights), even its own shit. Anything Eric can find he’ll obsessively paint, exponentially reproducing each object (thigh’s, hot dogs, hair; shoes, splatters, baleen, and Jesus), until he grows tired of that object. Surely, a magpie would grow tired of Flemish red candy wrappers. Bird like man, Eric discards his brightly rendered gouached object after a few months, or even years, to be brought back into rotation once again. It’s the circle of life and it moves us all through despair and hope through faith and love. Till we find our place, on the path unwinding. Eric contributed three B/W drawings to PRISM index #2.