I haven't been exceptionally productive but of course my mind is always racing: wishing, creating, thinking and believing. I am enjoying my work and myself. My how I have grown:)
For me the beauty lies within the details of my work. There is a richness that comes through the layers, the texture and the reworking. I feel as though my major piece is still in the early stages. It perhaps has reached adolescence and may not mature fully while I am here, but that will come with effort and time. Art really is like life. I appreciate more than ever before, the details and quirks, the uniqueness and texture of me, of my work, of my life. Every phase, every joy and every heart ache is manifest in my paintings. I wonder if those I love most, can see and feel it.
My critiques have been amazing. Most people respond to my work as being an "experience" of personal memories, albeit somewhat psychologically haunting.
I believe I can be an artist for the remainder of my life without growing tired or bored. It is exhausting in many regards, but I will never tire of the details.The story, my story, is in the details. Please look closely, at every inch,and you will see and feel who I am:)
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