I am caught right in the middle of a home (or should I say no home...yet), and my art. As I have said before I have three art mediums. Photography, abstract painting and concrete art and sculpture. I have not had a studio since last fall so I've spent the winter painting and have also continued my photography. My paintings are almost finished, but I am unable to work on my concrete art, so some frustration as set in.
This morning I took a walk with my camera. The rain had stopped. The natural light was just about perfect. The smell of the clean air, fresh green leaves that had been washed by the rain, the chirping birds renewed and lifted my spirits!
We so have a plan. A new home and studio is around the corner (although it will be a long corner). I'll be hopefully be able to begin pouring the cement to bring you new art pieces soon.
My art often begins with a single photograph, a reflection of my eye—an eye that is deeply attracted to the texture, pattern, and shape found in nature. Whether it is the intricate pattern on the bark of a tree, the gentle curve of a woman’s breast, or the smooth, shiny shapes of pebbles along the shores of Lake Superior, I seek to display the wonder of creation in its purest form.
From a single photograph, a single vision or impression, my art charts its own course. From photograph to canvas to sculpture, my hands become dirty, my fingernails caked with the mediums of art, and my heart becomes filled with joy as each piece blossoms, quite organically, into what it was meant to be.
I hope to help those who view my art to feel connected to nature. Perhaps it is not always obvious. But, quite possibly, the viewer will see in a new way and will feel a new appreciation for the organic elements around us.