"Ethereals" ON CANVAS and BOARD
This series took a lot of physical work as each time I put down a layer of paint and marks, I eroded bits of it with sandpaper and scratched zig zag marks with razor blades...
"Cycles" 20x20-inch acrylic on board
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"Violet Senses" 20x20-inch acrylic on board
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"Many Moons" 22x38-inches, acrylic on board
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"Potential" 30x30-inches, acrylic on board
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"Circles of Life", 40 x 60 inches
I created the Ethereal series while I was recovering from a horrid concussion due to a car accident. At that time, I was a mess. I lost the ability to know what day it was, my spelling was at a 3rd grade level and all my beautiful math skills evaporated. To make this time even more pitiful, I also suffering from random horrifying facial nerve pain (trigeminal neuralgia). I was seeing a lot of health professionals back then and was not keeping a 9-5 job. I spent all the time I could in my studio.
I put a lot of physical work into this series. Each time I put down a layer of paint and marks, I eroded bits of it with sandpaper and scratched zig zag marks with razor blades. Painting these pieces helped me reconnect with physics and mathematics by painting all the cycles in life from tiny electrons, to the different life stages , to celestial cycles. While doing these pieces I felt connected to the beginning of time and followed my own thread of existence back to where I was at that point in time. I used art to reconnect with time and math.
Looking back today, I'm pretty sure I was physically doing to each painting what it felt like to be me. It felt like I was a stack of paper thin layers of my original self stuck together with bits of tape, torn and fluttering. All the years and experiences of my life remained, but each new day didn't quite stick. It felt like I was walking through razor blades forests with sandpaper winds blowing all around me.
I'm better now. It was a long road with many, many modes of healing. I am back at work and I built a fabulous new unattached studio in Gardiner, NY.
I put a lot of physical work into this series. Each time I put down a layer of paint and marks, I eroded bits of it with sandpaper and scratched zig zag marks with razor blades. Painting these pieces helped me reconnect with physics and mathematics by painting all the cycles in life from tiny electrons, to the different life stages , to celestial cycles. While doing these pieces I felt connected to the beginning of time and followed my own thread of existence back to where I was at that point in time. I used art to reconnect with time and math.
Looking back today, I'm pretty sure I was physically doing to each painting what it felt like to be me. It felt like I was a stack of paper thin layers of my original self stuck together with bits of tape, torn and fluttering. All the years and experiences of my life remained, but each new day didn't quite stick. It felt like I was walking through razor blades forests with sandpaper winds blowing all around me.
I'm better now. It was a long road with many, many modes of healing. I am back at work and I built a fabulous new unattached studio in Gardiner, NY.
