It’s fair to say that my paintings
contain layered meaning. Minimally, my paintings are a reaction to the Western
culture of my time—my rejection of our society’s penchant for excess and
indifference that threatens our planet’s ecosystems. I do not paint
pictures of polluted rivers or littered fields. My work represents my own
attempts in these chaotic times to reconnect and decipher the natural world,
and to come to grips with the exigencies of today’s stark environmental
situation. Violence and destruction also exist in nature, yet when I paint, I
choose to ignore these traits. In nature’s predictable rhythmic patterns, I see
the sublime. To me, nature represents the ultimate example of gracious
acceptance of change, even death; winter’s repose inevitably yields to spring’s
rebirth. For these reasons, my paintings at
least, are simplified, idealized attempts that speak to nature’s persistence, vulnerability
and beauty, which I paint if for no other reason than this: within the natural
world exists the promise of rejuvenation.
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