About

To paint is to explore nature and my connection to it. As an observer of nature I am separate, removed, voyeuristic. The observable world is my subject and my imagination and my paint filter that world. I frame a part of my reality on my canvas and create borders where no borders exist. I bring focus to my subject as vast amounts of detail and information are sifted through the specificity of my vision. I curate nature in the substance of paint and simultaneously express my removal from nature and my existence within it.

Paint is a substance of the material world and holds to its same limitations. The experience of spreading oily mud is tactile and immediate. I experience a kind of truth in my struggle with my material. It is a dance between painting as a metaphor to explore my relation to the natural world. There is a vibration between the physicality of material existence and my own imaginations capacity to exist beyond nature, beyond reality, beyond my own body. A painting is congealed colour on a surface and it is an idea that can invoke something beyond its materiality.

I can not truly be part of the landscape and so it is alien to me. Simultaneously I can be reduced to a creature of evolution, a mammal driving a skeleton covered in meat, and in this idea I am left seeing my own physicality as alien. There is a kind of vibration between these realms, between separation and connection, that can never be resolved. Painting is an arena to explore this dichotomy. The material reality of a painting balanced against its image. The decaying body and the striving mind. The subject of the painting and the paint itself.