About

There is an entire world in the luxe surface of an oil painting.  I could work on one canvas for the rest of my life and never truly be finished, adding layer after layer of thick texture, and then sanding it down into a hazy blur. With each layer that is added, paradoxically, life is uncovered. Floating characters appear, complex relationships play out before me, and I feel an ardent devotion to their well-being.  Each encounter feels extraordinary and unique. 

The act of painting is a repeated exercise of unearthing these floating creatures – separating them from an entanglement of thick texture – sanding, scraping, extracting them one by one. For me, there is a point when a painting ceases to be a project or an academic endeavor – when materials become ‘someone’.