It is clear that the physical act of making is central to Greene’s practice. Paint isn’t a means to an end; it is the end in itself. His works are grubby relics to time spent exploring. They demonstrate investment; their surfaces describing a journey. There are layers; there is movement and marks are abundant but there is never too much. Central forms are assured; they demark and define space, serving to combine distinct elements in the creation of a whole. Greene’s are confident works; they don't just hold together, they resonate.
