Standing in the forest, the desert, on the beach, these are all places that inspire art. But this place, the place I paint from, it is more about feelings and experiences than landscape. The power is in the moment. In translating that moment, all the sensations and emotions, flow into one canvas. The whisper of the breeze through the grasses, a flickering of shadows in the quiet, or the dampness that seeps up from the sand while the sound of the sea pulls all thoughts from the mind. Where I am both physically and spiritually becomes vital in the process. What is seen becomes secondary to what is felt. Perhaps this philosophy sounds incongruous and maybe it is. But the nature of it  plays out in my artwork. A contradictory sense a place forgotten and familiar, chaotic and comforting, microscopic and  cosmic. It is part of the collective journey.

 

To be surrounded by nature, feeling, hearing, smelling life all around oneself, it feeds the soul. Those experiences are the catalyst. As I apply these experiences in the studio they become energy, they become freedom, they become the art. It is hoped the viewer will feel those emotions, to glimpse that moment in time with me. By refusing to dictate the pictorial scene, the opportunity is there for the viewers to experience the juxtaposition of texture, color, depth, and form. A chance to walk a path, unknown and undiscovered yet familiar.