At the age of five I made a crayon drawing of clothes on a clothes line swinging in the breeze. I believed the drawing was alive. From that moment, art became an escape from the challenges of a difficult childhood; a safe haven that provided a way to move forward and make a positive contribution to the world.
In 2009, I spent nine days in the Inyo Mountains of Southern California on a personal vision quest. The climax of that experience was an awe-inspiring vision of the wonder and mystery of nature that drew a through line from my childhood art-making to the adult artist I am today. The act of painting has become a positive outcome from my vision quest experience.
I combine the fluidity of oil paint with the stiff, shiny qualities of enamel paint. I make deep pictorial spaces where luscious grounds of soft hued compliments of color function as backdrops to reflective surfaces that surge with energy and where the viewer is seduced into an experience of delight.
At the age of five I made a crayon drawing of clothes on a clothes line swinging in the breeze. I believed the drawing was alive. From that moment, art became an escape from the challenges of a difficult childhood; a safe haven that provided a way to move forward and make a positive contribution to the world.
In 2009, I spent nine days in the Inyo Mountains of Southern California on a personal vision quest. The climax of that experience was an awe-inspiring vision of the wonder and mystery of nature that drew a through line from my childhood art-making to the adult artist I am today. The act of painting has become a positive outcome from my vision quest experience.
I combine the fluidity of oil paint with the stiff, shiny qualities of enamel paint. I make deep pictorial spaces where luscious grounds of soft hued compliments of color function as backdrops to reflective surfaces that surge with energy and where the viewer is seduced into an experience of delight.