No. 818
Oil and wax on drafting film (Mylar)
This painting represents an ongoing interest in integrating a number of disparate elements that involve drawing, the geometric and the painterly. The drawing is set within a translucent field of color. The energy and the rhythm of the drawing and the juxtaposition of color with unexpected opposites create tension and resonance in the work. This visual language serves as a metaphor for spiritual and physical balance in our own experience and being. My intent is to create balanced compositions with these disparate elements that conjure notions of constraint and freedom, of poetic order and chaos, of the structured and the intuitive. This balance is achieved through a process of searching and editing, revision and adjustment, layering and scraping until the composition is resolved to a point of meaning. The process is about the residue of things, about the marks and the traces that are left behind, about resonance and echoes. The poetics of space is as much about the erasure of the previous image as it is about the final image. It is about unseen layers, what lies in between and beneath.
This painting represents an ongoing interest in integrating a number of disparate elements that involve drawing, the geometric and the painterly. The drawing is set within a translucent field of color. The energy and the rhythm of the drawing and the juxtaposition of color with unexpected opposites create tension and resonance in the work. This visual language serves as a metaphor for spiritual and physical balance in our own experience and being. My intent is to create balanced compositions with these disparate elements that conjure notions of constraint and freedom, of poetic order and chaos, of the structured and the intuitive. This balance is achieved through a process of searching and editing, revision and adjustment, layering and scraping until the composition is resolved to a point of meaning. The process is about the residue of things, about the marks and the traces that are left behind, about resonance and echoes. The poetics of space is as much about the erasure of the previous image as it is about the final image. It is about unseen layers, what lies in between and beneath.
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