Brett Goodroad grew up in Montana, and lives and works in San Francisco painting in his backyard. Much of his work mimics nature. Growing, accumulating content such as sexuality, violence and love like a plant. Or a tree. Mould seems like a good analogy for what is incomprehensible in his work. That he grew up in a farming family, he says, seems important.
He has driven combines through the breadbasket, wrangled buffalo in the Gallatin Valley, and delivered organic vegetables through America’s southwest.