I cannot hold onto the terror of beauty,

and be folded into an unsettled existence of layered sensation;

without my American lens claiming more than myself.

And through a loss expanding

to every colored field.

American Experience                     Paintings (2024 - present)

My biography is an overlay upon an unsettled Landscape. A fixed position here, in this Country, feels almost the most dangerous. In this series, I visit or revisit moments of my American life to find the forces of connection and narratives that may be hidden from view. Materials are necessary here: for grounding- to hold to. Something true. But perhaps I need it to feel true so that something (anything!) does. I cannot judge it, for that would finish the story. And the story is being written at this and every moment. A climax on top of climax. It is too much to bare, though it must be born. So much beauty. So much terror. Each amongst the other.

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