l’été est elfin arrive………
Art is, for me, a way of responding to life around me; a link between inner and outer worlds. With painting, specifically, the hand responds to what is observed and felt. For example, I spent a summer in Provence, painting sunlight as it transformed bouquets of white roses. The images thereby became deeply experienced icons of ephemera. Those paintings still remind me of the luck of having found that place, the routine of showing up every morning and afternoon until light fell in the hour of gloaming. I then realized the hues and palette of my chosen late day palette, enriched with long blue shadows.
With a broader view, as I look at a subject, whether it is an actual person, place, object or subjective condition, the more I look the more I see. One must learn to see. As I have learned to absorb these situations while making art, I’ve learned that they can apply to life situations as well as to looking at art made by other persons. In fact, history is often learned from and created by images telling personal and objective stories. We, as artists thereby do our part to study and shape the world we inhabit.
And now I wish to dedicate my work to the blissful days and evenings we shared before our sick president intruded upon us. These paintings of gardens will aspire to the peaceful ambience we shared before this assault on everything we hold dear……
It has been said that my work has an immediacy and urgent quality. I paint for myself, so the images come about as personal responses to meaningful events in my life. It is my hope that a spirit of commonality will affect those who experience whatever I draw and paint.
Physical rhythm and energy is basic to any visual imagery that attracts me, affecting whatever evolves on my drawing paper or painting. For me, art originates in the viscera, not in the head.
Anything alive is worthy of attention.