Thoughts

Painting in the second half of my life gives me an extraordinary way of revisiting the first half and prolonging the present. My relationship with family, friends, places, experiences, objects are wonderfully preserved and savored through memory. Allowing me to explore in ways that I could not in real-time, memory enables me to see from the other side. Working mostly from observation and in series, I paint what pleases and triggers past connection. Paint drips and pools, brushes drag, material and marks merge with memory, and images magically appear. I cannot explain or name what happens, but it is the unexpected, uncontrolled that can take my breath away, keeps me coming back, and lures me into my future.