My Work
I love to be outside. I would rather work in my garden than be inside. My fingers reach into the soil and touch the roots that sustain the plant. I prune the leaves that are stimulated to branch even more, gathering life-giving sunlight. I water and weed and watch the mystery of life.
I paint what I know, knowing there is much more within and without that I will never grasp. My iconography almost always includes sky…clouds, sun and moon, the air we breathe. It often includes branches and roots, and sometimes things that crawl on the ground, such as snakes and lizards.
Patterns repeat in my art as they do in nature. Roots, branches, veins, both in leaves and animals, rivers and streams, lightening all emerge from the same pattern. Roots transport water, branches chlorophyll, veins blood, lightening energy…all the elements of the universe in continuous flux. . . Flora and fauna are caught between earth and heaven. Below roots snake through soil, all around branches lift their foliage skyward and rivers and streams meander, overhead lightening scorches the earth.
My work is heavier at the bottom with upward movement, reaching up to the air, to the light, to eternity, to the unknown and unfathomable. From soil and roots to branches, leaves and sky, where is the horizon line? Infinite space exists heavenward, but also within the earth in between molecules. Gravity provides the illusion of solidity. Where do the earth end and the sky begin? The energy of water in streams and in roots, of blood coursing through our veins, and lightening bolting through the clouds is never static. It flows eternally within and without. Boundaries can be crossed. Where do the leaf end and the tree begin? Where is the tip of lightening when it contacts earth? At precisely what point does the river merge with the ocean? Where do I end and the rest of the world begins?
I paint what I know, knowing there is much more within and without that I will never grasp. My iconography almost always includes sky…clouds, sun and moon, the air we breathe. It often includes branches and roots, and sometimes things that crawl on the ground, such as snakes and lizards.
Patterns repeat in my art as they do in nature. Roots, branches, veins, both in leaves and animals, rivers and streams, lightening all emerge from the same pattern. Roots transport water, branches chlorophyll, veins blood, lightening energy…all the elements of the universe in continuous flux. . . Flora and fauna are caught between earth and heaven. Below roots snake through soil, all around branches lift their foliage skyward and rivers and streams meander, overhead lightening scorches the earth.
My work is heavier at the bottom with upward movement, reaching up to the air, to the light, to eternity, to the unknown and unfathomable. From soil and roots to branches, leaves and sky, where is the horizon line? Infinite space exists heavenward, but also within the earth in between molecules. Gravity provides the illusion of solidity. Where do the earth end and the sky begin? The energy of water in streams and in roots, of blood coursing through our veins, and lightening bolting through the clouds is never static. It flows eternally within and without. Boundaries can be crossed. Where do the leaf end and the tree begin? Where is the tip of lightening when it contacts earth? At precisely what point does the river merge with the ocean? Where do I end and the rest of the world begins?
