76 x 38cm
30" x 14", acrylic, 1989

When I was a kid, I remember how we used to gather around these pumps at local gas stations and fill our bicycle tires with air. I would always notice the way the hose was placed on the pump, whether the loops were perfectly round, elongated, or askew. This painting depicts all three.


This painting reflects a bygone era when we were kids. One of my best friends used to live beside a corner gas station. An air pump like this was located beside a large refuse container where the surrounding pavement was oily and sticky and often strewn with rejected auto parts destined for the container. We would have to tiptoe through this area to get to my best friend's back yard.