I want painting to be my flashlight.
On my studio wall I have written the words space and light.
Space and light are my anchor, my rock, my beacon if I become lost.
Space is the breath of art.
~Frank Lloyd Wright
I like space in a painting, space to breathe, space to wander around, space to explore.
Space to be.
In my pictures there are tiny forms in vast empty space, empty horizons, empty plains, everything that is stripped away has always impressed me.
I like light in a painting. It adds to the feeling of spaciousness.
The reflections of the moon on one thousand rivers are from the same moon:
the mind must be full of light.
I have always been drawn to light over dark and dark over light, with each allowing some of the other to peek through.
There is a dance that happens when light and dark are mingling together. I like to watch that dance.
Be a full bucket, pulled up the dark way of the well,
then lifted out into the light.
I enjoy the hints of something from before, traces left which I can just see if I look closely that other marks were first, that there are layers and layers built one upon the other.
I like empty spaces that are no longer occupied,
although you can tell that people were there once.
Intimacy is important to me in my work. I enjoy looking at the work from a distance, but then finding rewards for coming closer, to see and experience the little things that enrich the experience of viewing the surface.
When you look into the abyss,
the abyss also looks into you.