Oil On Linen

Painting is the intermediate somewhat between a thought and a thing.
—S.T. Coleridge

I use oil paint for its sensuous liquid matter in improvised movements of action and restraint, loss and recovery, scraping, wiping, pouring layers of paint. I take pride in the hand drawn, using palette knives, brushes and the accidental spills that occur while working in the studio, allowing the medium’s viscosity and textures to suggest an image. Both the physicality of paint and the introspective thought process that occurs while painting is akin to getting lost in a meditative trance-like state.