Down East and the Far East mix in my psyche and in my art. I paint from a storehouse of childhood images and Eastern travels.
Unfortunately, nature becomes stressed by the imposition of the wealth of the few, on the good of the many. Keenly aware of this, I feel compelled to depict the saga of plants and animals in their various stages - from tender buds and pin-feathered hatchlings, to insect-eaten glories, and withered hags.
Each day I awake to seek images both of the past and of the present. I sit still for long periods, remembering and observing, before my brush dares to touch paper. I cannot resist the absolute joy derived from flowers, twisted trees, sea fog and mountain peaks. Experiencing these things overwhelms me. I paint the wealth of nature and -- sometimes, I paint the things humans build so that they can live in nature’s realm.
I am drawn to the whiteness of negative space, the delicacy of balance, and the simplicity of a stroke. I love the light-hearted ink-play of the brush on paper.
I am driven to capture the earth’s energies using the challenging media of traditional brushwork.
Art buoys my soul. I want my work to speak of gentleness and a sense of infinity.