Full Artist's statement
I am an accidental artist. One day, I sat down at a throwing wheel to try ceramics. The clay, harboring no inclination to become recognizable as a vessel, slowly molded itself, instead, into the bust of a pensive woman, lips parted to speak. I watched her emergence at my hands in amazement.
I was intrigued utterly by this inner artist self who had been quietly lurking–unannounced–through years of business and social pursuits. How can we know ourselves so well and yet stumble upon facets never previously glimpsed? That so much can reside within, unknown, provokes me to create, to explore the “otherness” of reality.
I seek to turn the known into the as yet unexplored: to take the viewer on a sideways journey–exploring the duality in that which is familiar, reveling in the tension of competing realities.
Areas of interest, such as Native American issues or marriage equality, spring not from personal experience, but from an inexorable belief in one’s right to dignity. Art can open the door to reason, and gently usher it in.
Certain themes knock insistently: the complex layers of humankind, the utter singularity of the human condition, and our relentless struggle with time. Much of this is embedded in my psyche through almost two decades of volunteering with the terminally ill. Reoccurring themes of emptiness and loss are balanced by the buoyancy of my insistence on living in forward motion; thus, the darkness provides a benchmark for the brilliance of light.
Desiring to be expressed, thoughts wake me in the night or interrupt conversation. They seep up through the newsprint of the morning paper and take form from words uttered by strangers. My creative process emerges from the collision of rational thought with the untamed meanderings of the subconscious.