Topography of Ooze
In these paintings I have attempted to morph various types of mapping; biological, cartography, satellite imagery, deep mapping, etcetera, into a cohesive manifestation of barely contained chaos. Continents shift, seed pods erupt and launch their bounty into the wind. Water and blood flows in the ten directions. Cells separate and multiply while the moths feed on crystals. Spliced into these vibrant mudscapes, I have collaged graphic images sourced from history books, medical texts, happy meal toys, instructional guides and drawings from my sketchbook. Disrupting the surface of some of the paintings are polyps of various sizes and colour.
The Search for Possibilities
Death lurks in the landscape. The red river, the blood lines, the routes taken by pilgrims and refugees, weave through the land. Magma escapes into the blue air and turns to lava. The burning cauldron that fuels the earth. The continuous feeding of time and space.
The Search for Possibilities,
mixed media on canvas, 72 x 96 inches
Skulls and skeletons appear and reappear in my work. I don't find them scary, tragic or morbid. Skeletons are a testament to permanence. The bones of the world remain when everything else has turned to dust.
Mappa Mundi (Mihorovicic Discontinuity),
mixed media on canvas, 48 x 72 inches
mixed media on canvas
Going back almost 20 years, the emergence of long lines of shadowy people, perhaps pilgrims, perhaps refugees, began to appear in my work. Also, in the back of my mind was my father's story as a boy in Germany during WWII. He and his brother were refugees. He talked of long lines of people trudging along the road near Dresden. He said he'd seen the bombing of Dresden while trudging along a road in the country side.
The Persistence of Hope
The Persistence of Hope, sculptural installation,
dimensions vary depending on location.
The sculpture consisted of a painted chair, a beaver-chewed stick, 6 years worth of homeopathic remedies, crystals carved from acrylic and polyester, Day of the Dead figure named Mr. Prim, red wool, a wooden box for Clementine oranges, a cardboard star.