I paint because I feel compelled to document the thinning of the veil. My mind flickers, glitches. Thoughts blur at the edges. Focus bends like light through cracked glass.
I don't know if it's neurodivergence, unique wiring or simply the ability to appreciate the overlooked. but it's there and it Always has been.
Distortion is where I feel seen. VHS drag lines. Audio glitches. Digital decay. Visual failure. Most people see noise. I see a mirror.
My paintings are reflections of that unraveling, systemic and personal. Control falters. Order breaks. Beauty still pulses underneath the wreckage, but you have to squint for it.
I'm Scott Sink. Born in Anaheim, California in 1980, now based in Birmingham, Alabama. I moved here in 2014 in search of new chapters of this journey. For most of my life, i’ve done woodwork/finish carpentry, custom trim work. In 2016, I added welding to the mix. But when I lost access to a shop space and couldn't fire up power tools in my living room without a visit from the property managment, I pivoted to painting.
I started painting in 2023. It's quiet. It's messy in a different way. It lets me do what I've always done, build things, but now with color, chaos, circuitry and molecular EXPERIMENTATION.
My influences are less about who and more about what: contradiction, rebellion, the compulsion to question everything. Graffiti, glitch, street-level rawness. they echo the noise I already carry.
My obsession with drips, symmetry, neural network diagrams and abstraction doesn't feel learned, it feels embedded. Like something etched into my DNA.
I once had a dream that i was an echo having a dream that it was a mirror…
If you've ever felt appreciation for paradoxical synchronicities or watched something break in slow motion and called it beautiful… this space is for you.
