A series of tragic personal events led me to seek refuge and solace in the studio last winter. Those experiences left me feeling very raw and vulnerable so I chose to put that energy into my work. Not only in tone but also in the physical handling of the materials. I chose to throw together any and all media at my disposal to see how they would interact, to see what new flavors I could come up with. I had nothing to lose and felt comfortable with being lost. I used house paint, spray paint, pencil, collage, crayon, paint pens, house painting tools and even dirt from garden at times. The idea was that by combining different materials I would open myself up to new expressive possibilities. I also began to paint over older paintings and scraped back into them revealing previous layers, colors and images. At some points I found myself vigorously scouring the paintings across the floor of my studio. My paintings began to grow in new and unexpected directions.
What I came to realize through all this was that I was seeking to have an experience with the painting, in the making of it, that it should be spontaneous, mysterious and ultimately revealing in the end.