I drop thinned paint and ink into
pools of color on paper. The organic imagery
that emerges is similar to what's found in nature. No straight lines
flow unpredictably across surfaces. Color, sometimes iridescent,
intensifies arbitrarily where paper buckles from dampness.
Sometimes resists alter the surface, or fine lines in
ink pick out
interesting areas. Surface and space converse. The
painting tells me where complex
and intriguing forms and edges want to emerge. Attending to these
elements is a highly meditative process: non-verbal, not intellectual.
work is on matte-finish plastic (Dura-Lar). As the pools of paint dry,
bits of pigment are deposited in subtle layers. The result is a lot
like the gorgeous edges of mud puddles slowly drying after rain or snow
melt along Colorado's rural dirt roads .
This work is serious
play, intensely pleasurable. When it
succeeds for me, it conveys the joy and grace of life and invites
viewers into its own world, encouraging them to play "What
and other games with what they see.