NOVEMBER 11, 2017

Painting something is to already be fascinated by it.  Whatever that inner beauty or mystery is becomes clearer throughout the process of painting and probably it’s many things.  Painting a cloud or even a bowl for example, means my entire mind and heart are wide open to the cloud, wondering what it is, feeling the slightest changes in tone, color, and an infinity of unnameable characteristics.   It is to love the cloud completely as a painter.  But it is also to be completely vulnerable as a human being.  Painting is not a way to own or control or aggress.  It is simply to love, from the palette, from within color, from within vast openness, from silence.   From within the morality of protecting my subject, I paint with the clearest intentions to celebrate the truly transcendent qualities of what I’m looking at.