Thinking about what painting is and what it does and what the painter wants and makes happen I was interested in how critics read intentions into painting, often proffering a reading which does not allow for, or goes beyond the simple fact of being in the moment. That there is no more than the subject, the recognition of it and the interchange in paint. It is the paint which is essentially both the transiting vehicle and the subject. Heidegger talks of the subject emerging and not emerging in his writing about Van Gogh's painting of shoes. His is a phenomenological interpretation. In my painting and drawing of the bush, the resulting image is not the bush itself, not even the space out of which the bush emerges and not even my experience of the bush but rather the bush as paint.