I am attracted to spills and stains, marks left by the traces of the experienced environment. in texture, color, light and composition with acrylics, oils, tempera or aquarelle revealing what I see in the aged canvas or paper.
I have exposed to.
My work is cyclical the ground forms the next piece, dancing with gesture, splashing paint evolves prancing with paint, pushing the found shapes with contrast, shape and depth. the image evolves through instinct and what i see on the materials surface, in decay, having been dragged, washed, drained, draped. The work as the art.
They are like plants watered and nourished
Growing peddals in composition structure and shape
Informing through the process my experiences and encounters and the aesthetic my reflection projected through dimension
The pieces speak to life encounter through the moods and dance of emotion one through lives in the creation. and to
Created like music with its theme, color, tone, shape, rhythm and harmony.
In nature, weather sitting on my birthday by a little seasonal creek in my backyard under a plum tree, or climbing over hills and into trees, painting to the earths beat, resonating on the polarities of life. With art and living creating the journey the heart has seen and sees.
My soul is moved by the opportunity to be and to be able to speak, through having come close to loosing my own life and seeing the greatest individuals one encounters depart from us to soon.
just breathing in the pure gratitude for being given existence. Thinking of the ephemerality and yet the permanence of life. The moments lived and the awe at the moments to be lived. All of them are informed by the essence of the shared we carry and with which we continue to inform.
Honoring and honored by you Denali, by you Jonathan, by you Nigel, three souls, three friends, three mentors which have left. I am in wonderment of the crests and valleys, the joy and the despair we are tossed into, torn open to learn to...