I have always found the use of text in painting to be a tricky thing.  My own experiments have most often resulted in abject failure, but every once in a while I come across an artist who succeeds at it, and it makes me want to try again.  Alice Tippit manages to walk that fine line, the one that differentiates between humour and gag, between re-interpretation and gimmick, between dialogue and preaching.  It’s not an easy line to walk.
