a poetic passing
daily interactions stirred with dramatic doses.
social seasons in the clouds of cotton candy truths and sky high illusions. secretly savoring for the storm. the moment of raw truth. unfiltered and unpredictable consequences. It was supposed to punish you. the rust and the rot. but rather, the sour tasted bitter sweet. a un-forecasted freedom for flight. |
ABOUT the work.often my pieces come from a day's mood and then a followed desire to paint. i typically do not dig deeper than that. in fact, it feels rather fake having to name my pieces and tell a back story for standard theatrics but i am forever a learner and maybe one day, this will come more naturally. the over sharing ebbs and flows out of me and i typically hard lean to keeping the pressures of "must do's" in art aside. more so than making my art personal, I really try to embrace the simple joy that I craved a moment to cultivate a creative energy on canvas and visually see where my mind takes me with my hands. i appreciate the ability I have always had and even more so appreciate the drive to bring art back into my life as a career.
my impressionistic sky paintings developed a few years ago. i needed a quiet challenge (something i was not eager to divulge to the world) and an internal pause from sharing. a sort of self praise therapy. there was no longer a need to seek out others confirmation of me for self worth. call this an artistic visual revolution in a healthy and solitary approach. while I would love to give myself full credit in this journey, it certainly came as forced entry. an unforeseen end in relationships. in hindsight, the best crack and then sledge hammer to my foundation of friendships. there was purpose in my connections and then there was a tough teach that the people we meet in our lives are not always meant to stay. we as humans go day to day towards a beacon; a reason. we often are navigating. meaning we are figuring it out as we move. we prepare little but learn big. discovering oneself through good times and bad. this series of pillowy palettes and weather warnings are personal works that taught me even life's most challenging moments will evolve and ones strength is built in a life long journey up; and amongst the dark and the light. " A Healing Place "
oil, pencil and resin glaze 24 x 90 x 1.5" wood panel with copper edging contact for pricing |
L o c a t i o nVillage of West Greenville
Railside Studios 46 Lois Avenue Studio F |
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