As I lean into my years, I realize my work is about spiritual space and connections: connection to the land, connection with the spirit, connection with each other.
Not knowing why you like something occupies a space where the unknown becomes known in a language spoken from the heart, instead of the mind. My desire is when people look at my paintings they feel that connection and reverence.
I begin each painting the same way, approach with a piece of charcoal or graphite and thoughtlessly doodle. Sometimes I close my eyes and just let my hand dance across the space; the formless guiding the form. This acts as a gateway to my creative playground.
Along the way I remind myself I am not making a painting, I'm building a history; it's a story told in colors, shapes and lines.
Painting makes me feel free. I am hooked on creating crowds of layers, sanding, scratching, covering and like all good stories, lots of editing.
With patience and luck, my ego is set aside and my spirit begins to shape the story. The process becomes more cohesive and deliberate. When successful, the work communicates simple, pure, astonishing joy.