Charles and I were just at Bill Arnett’s warehouse; awed by your painting of the past five years. We both find it powerful, visceral and a more powerful continuation of Abstract Expressionism than your works of fourteen years ago. You paint with the soul of a sculptor. I love your intricate yet overall assemblaged surfaces and your muddy color. You are truly great working against the ironic grain so prevalent now . You’re not a formalist at all. Your marks are made with passion becoming an animal, a flower, a man or woman. I always think of Jackson Pollock when I see your similarly sized horizontal canvases with their overall Pollock structure, however interrupted and changed they are with their collaged elements. No one else has succeeded Pollock, Dial. Painting is seriously enhanced by your sculptural prowess and your poetic and musical aesthetics. Thank you Mr Dial for your parables and moral stories about life now, in the south and as an American. The rusty metal of your canvases and sculpture speak of history and speak of an economic fragility. The struggle indelibly imbued in your paintings is profound and timely. Your integration of found materials and objects speak with poignancy and clarity about the muddled politics of race and class.