My abstractions, hybrids of drawing and painting, are made with familiar materials like ink, water, and paper, and often unexpected, improvised tools like palm fronds. My idiosyncratic methods move back and forth between exactitude and intuition, entwining them.
These days, I wander looping paths, wondering about connectedness, disruption, and perception. Time, space, scale – everything is in motion. Can I believe what I see? My eyes absorb information, but I recognize the human mind is hard-wired to leap to conclusions.
Are fallacies preferable to uncertainty?
When perception shifts, is ambiguity acknowledged?
How much interruption can continuity withstand before it is broken?
How do dissimilar entities intersect and coexist?
How do choice and chance converge to form identity?
How does identity shape acceptance of ambiguity and the desire to explore not only different angles but all that is unknown?
It is part of my job to follow an idea wherever it may lead, using it as a directional signpost, not as a single, final destination. I work on multiple pieces at once because part of my discipline includes taking the time to puzzle things out. It’s important to linger in that place of ambiguity long enough to confront the limitations of one’s perception and move beyond them to identify connections where they hadn’t been noticed before. Curiosity, wonder, and adaptability are the necessary elements that lead to discovery, understanding, and perhaps best of all, more illuminating questions.
Stop. Look. Linger. Move on. Circle back and leave again. We’re all just passing through.