Wisherkings paint pictures with sound and words. We choose the canvas, prepare the easel and the pallate, mix all our paint, gather all our brushes, close the door and lower the bucket down into the well of the unconscious. Closing our eyes we slowly draw the bucket up into the room and ever so gradually onto the canvas ’till we see our souls take flesh. It’s what we have always done in one form or another and it keeps us sane and it keeps us alive and it keeps the black-eyed dog from our door. Everything you hear in our work is us. There is no one else involved. We would hope that this is betrayed as a purity of vision and a purity of execution. We share these works with you as a painter would, and as you would do for us.