Tidal, 2014

The rise and fall of combined layers, made full by rotation.  When I work on a painting I feel it has to read full circle, just as the tide.

This tidal effect in painting is important for balance and composition.  It helps the eye move with grace and texture.  It can be complicated to do, which is why some of my paintings can stay incomplete for so long.

"When you get into a tight place and everything goes against you, till it seems as though you could not hang on one minute longer, never give up then, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn"

Eggshells, 2014 

                                                                    Sugar and Spice, 2014

Rain drips

When the rain hits the ground running there is no problem stopping to play. It can make you see reflections of yourself, and puddles over what you have grown.  Kill the old and grow new.  When the new grows, the cycle starts again.

This is how I view painting, it's a rainstorm. When ideas flow it can start slow then build to something intense with surprises. It holds outside meaning that you are unsure where it came from. When you play in it, you feel free.  It becomes addictive.  Makes me want to stay in and hibernate for awhile.

Below is a painting that accumulated the rain drips for my November.

Cycles, 2014 

Parachutes over a strawberry orchard

When creating art and walking through life, I feel there is a space between my goals and reality of what I know is true.  I see big pictures and experience many things, different and disturbing, that brings me back to ground. I'd like to believe in the end of a rainbow, but also know that the truth is what happens in-between.

It can be a hard balance to juggle. My art lets me explore both. Below is a contrast, a photo taken of reality and an emotion felt from this experience.  Painting can bring it back full circle.

It's all about jumping, taking the leap and landing into something beautiful + meaningful.

Brothers, Honduras 

Parachutes, 2014

Seasons, 2014

"Matter is to us as a shadow of a tree is to a tree. Matter looks like the shadow of something real, and for the indigenous mind, the thing from which the shadow originates is more interesting than the shadow itself. I cannot look at myself and think that I am seeing the real thing, for a shadow cannot be the source of itself. "