Saturday, November 22, 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 



Saturday, October 25, 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




Monday, September 1, 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. " 

Saturday, August 30, 2014

Chain Reaction


Painting again recently, I'm tempted to write about my Vikki as it is what spurs my inspiration to do what I do in painting and in life.  Many times people ask for what is behind my paintings and work I do with others. It's a lot of life experiences, but I feel like Vikki is the rock and my long term reaction. 

Vikki and I met when I was in northern Guatemala. Strong girl, happy spirit and wonderful being.  She was at an orphanage medical clinic where I was working when I met her. Abandoned and abused, I took care of her the best I could. Her 3 year old body was a mess, her back she could barely move. Every morning I would wake up and take the bus ride to see her and others. Her and I had a special connection that I will never forget. When I arrived it was heartwarming the big hugs she gave and how happy she was.  She was very sick and I knew she did not have long.  We still managed to have a lot of fun. 

She passed a little after I left that trip. This experience spearheaded my life goals and mission. It has made me the strongest person I can be. I believe we have angels, and she's my heaven in this wild place.  

Never forget- Do work that you love, and you will never work another day in your life. 







Telling stories



Fables, 2014


In abstract paintings there is not much story to see but it is to be felt. As the artist I believe it's fun to let the viewer create their own meaning- leave it to faith they leave feeling something and thinking something new. Questioning. Always have more questions than answers. A world with all answers is a world not explored. Always question what you know for sure.

Id like to believe I could produce something useful for this world to see, like how others have children.

As Richter says, " It's an attempt at self- protection- saying that I was indifferent, that I didn't care. I was afraid my pictures would be too sentimental. But I don't mind admitting that I paint pictures of my failures. "




Daydream, 2014

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Sunday, June 22, 2014

Beginning Painting lessons



I began painting again this weekend and how I have missed it. Staying up late, working all day... it becomes a fever. It is something I believe that comes natural but necessary. Something that we draw inspirations from that we cannot express unless tempted with a palette. 

I worked combining oils and house paint.  Soon I will hope to incorporate figures. 


Razor Without, 2014