Larger Works
Love Bites
Wading
Wreckage
Resistance is Futile!
Love Bites, 66"x48", oil on canvas, 2009
A painting about struggles within relationships. I've appropriated figures from a famous Tiepolo painting that I saw at the Art Institute in Chicago and put them in a fragmented space. There is a large form in the top of the painting that appears like a hammer, threatening the figures within.
Wading, 47"x48", oil on canvas, 2011
I borrowed a figure from a famous Rembrandt painting here, letting her wade into an abstract, glowing field - rather than the original stream. It is about light (emanating from within the body) and color.
Wreckage, 47"x66", oil on canvas, 2013
Some of my work involves my grieving loss...a friend, relationship, or tragic event. There is a very subtle form within - a jet engine - that has fallen from the sky. The ground and space respond to that disastrous fall.
Resist! 33"x 38" oil on panel, 2014
This form began (like many of my paintings) through play; creating a "sky" from a color that one would never see. And allowing a break - like a portal or wormhole - to appear in the center of the space. I wanted the form within to be "alive" with motion.
Flirty
Just Not in the Mood
Homesick
Swooning
Flirty, shaped - 90"x90", oil on panel, 2013
I wanted an image that appeared to be "splashed on the floor" and contained a reference to Fragonard's famous swing. Water flows, light and color bend, and the painting is exhibited on the gallery floor!
Just Not in the Mood, 47"x66", oil on canvas, 2011
Another appropriation: this time from Bouguereau, an artist from the Pre-Raphaelite movement. A woman's body is constructed, hollowed out, glowing...and obscured or trapped within a dark space. A smaller figure is busy digging up a landmine.
Homesick, shaped - 48"x48", oil on panel, 2011
This piece, like many from 2011-2012, was made as part of a two-person show with sculptor Erica Voss. I wanted a painting that had direction - like an arrow or a planarian (look it up, you can't make this stuff up!). Within the watery space...an extraterrestrial form!
Swooning-Bliss, 66"x48", oil on canvas, 2011
Correggio's famous painting of Jupiter and Io was the reference for this beauty, who is glowing from within...evaporating (also hints to Star Trek: beam me up, Scotty!) and clearly in a blissful state.
In Extremis, 33" x 38", oil on panel, 2010 (sold)
Futile Gestures, 66" x 47", oil on canvas, 2011
Gleaning Meaning, 47" x 48", oil on canvas, 2013
Smaller Works
Interstitial Raucous
The Depths
Your Stuff My Stuff
Liminal Play
Interstitial Raucous, 23"x23", oil on panel, 2014
This painting is about sensation; thinking about sound, taste, touch...and was centered around a strange pink "sidewalk" which became the crux of activity.
The Depths, 24"x48", oil on panel, 2013 (sold)
The second painting featuring an ExtraTerrestrial form. This time we're at the bottom of the ocean.
Your Stuff My Stuff, 22"x26", oil on panel, 2011 (sold)
This piece was simply a fun, impossible landscape. I thought about the pink cloud and tube form emerging from the vapor as an invitation for therapy.
Liminal Play, 21"x24", oil on panel, 2015
A nighttime landscape with hovering structures. I wanted to play with the idea of a forms and patterns that could move in and out of reality.
Desire
Ready to Move
Atomic
Ephemera
Desire, 16"x20", oil on panel, 2009 (sold)
Another landscape-based work. I thought about a "touch from Heaven" that brings inspiration and passion. The channel of clarity cuts through the foggy atmosphere.
Ready to Move, 4"x6", oil on canvas, 2013 (sold)
A very small piece that involves flower forms and two small floating objects. There is a kind of call-response between these, as if communication is taking place.
Atomic, 22"x18", oil and shellac on panel, 2013
The overall form was based on my interpretation of atomic testing in the South Pacific. The strange cut-out space is deep and mysterious. I considered atomic particles, but also flesh (pink) and spirit (the halo form).
Ephemera, 5"x5", oil on panel, 2012 (sold)
Like many of my works, there is a "container space" - the landscape. The red sky is haunting; threatening. A space opens up like a portal in the center and we see a strange purplish visitor. Another COVID prophecy?
