I test the limits of my ignorance and pursue what may very well be useless, as I go in search of that mystery and intuition that may or may not exist within me.
My paintings represent whoever I am when I arrive in front of the canvas. The aesthetic variety may be a record of emotions or play and is certainly a by-product of getting captivated in whatever game I’m playing with inside of the picture plane. At times, I love to push and pull and ride the thin line between objective and non-objective. I love to organize color masses with messes of lines breaking spaces and spots of color floating around as if it's dust in the air in front of this “thing” I’m painting. To use black masses to brighten the space. To make up the rules as I go and to discover new “rights and wrongs.” It’s a play- a painting turns into an event, and like life, is rife with inconsistencies. How lovely.