*Made From Mistake* started as something else. Cronin came to Mohonk with a plan for what he was going to paint. He set up. He started. Partway through, he stopped. He let the plan go and painted in response to the place, to the feeling of being there, to what the property does to a person who slows down inside it.
The painting unfolded organically. Cronin worked without a destination and let the field accumulate, layer by layer, until it was finished. One element near the center is built from a piece of hardened paint set into the surface by hand, the technique sitting quietly inside this piece.
The title comes from a line in a song by The Thermals, a band that has stayed in Cronin's studio rotation for years. Music underneath the work. The line caught him while he was painting and held.
Sold. Private collection, Long Island, NY.
40" x 40" · Oil paint on board · 2023 · Signed verso
