Meeting

The space between, within a larger place. Details from the smells, colors, and textures. Parts are lost. 

A fleeting shadow heavier than the object or person that casts it. A pause in the moment. Hesitation from Point A to B.

Whispering Buildings

Tall monsters quietly conferring with each other. Their skeletons are made of fire escapes, pipes, wires. I don't hear what they're saying just the wind whistling in between them.

Collage from "The Visit" series titled "Whispering Buildings"

Standing amongst tall apartment buildings that have a bullish, utilitarian presence. Once inside I feel like there should be some connection but it feels raw and hollow.

Painting "Whispering Buildings" in first phase

Strangely, by merit of their clumsiness, I still get a sense of character. Like awkward monsters that try to comfort each other, I paint them from the inside out. Their stairwells and heavy fire doors that go "swish, clunk"  sound like a labored breath.

Painting "Whispering Buildings" second phase

Scraping around their insides trying to find the shapes of their souls; I bump into what holds them together and what they're made of but haven't a clue who they are.

Why Paint This?

My work is profoundly affected by architectural memories. Recreating feelings of having been in or next to a building. The way their presence has resonated within me.

Getting back to the mood a place has left me with is not a  straightforward path. One of the techniques I use is collage.

Rebuilding the atmosphere of an experience from the impressions left in the mind's eye is like chasing the details out of vapors. I go after it until the edges, surfaces and textures appear.

What I hope to share with viewers is a very intimate fleeting moment of sensory perception.