Our deep longing for creating permanence in our lives can lead us astray . Or , rather , our notions
of what it means to have permanence . I wonder …are we so conditioned , most of us , to be afraid
of losing what we have . We look only at what we have as opposed to what we have to gain from making
changes .
As an artist , when visiting a gallery or viewing collections , I appreciate the threads sameness running
through an artist’s work . The cohesiveness providing comfort to the viewer and no doubt to the artist.
Then I study my own work , looking at it as a collection . It has a very different feeling about it . It does
lead the willing viewer though less directly . Each work is inspired in a moment and each moment may
be born from a thousand experiences coming together . In order to give new life to something
meaningful that arrived in pieces .
The moment arrives , it guides me inward and then out again , then the painting is created .
It celebrates a life of moments and the willingness to embrace impermanence . And when I
give from my heart it is then that I sense the comfort of eternity .
So , within my work there will not be thirty paintings of a tree but more likely thirty paintings that
invite to travel to places in your heart and into your own experiences . 