Some catastrophic mark-making, a few rigid twists and turns…success…failure…and plenty of highs and lows along the way. A record of my process: the process of pushing and pulling both my media and my ideas too far, making mistakes, turning the relevant into the irrelevant then back again. An honest mishmash of built-up and then broken-down surfaces and ideas veiled in a haze of transparent whites as not to be too obvious, but to stand uniquely bold in their reflective quality.

They are my state of being, a visual projection of how I experience the world. When I reflect on my internal and external diatribes, which, at times, seem both irrational and loathsome, painting abstractly becomes more than just painting; it is my identity. With this in mind, those diatribes make perfect sense. There is no easy way in or out of the process.

In the end my paintings mark my struggle with everything.

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