Biography
Time. The fourth dimension. Without it we would wash adrift in a chaotic sea. It swaddles us with memories. Gives order to a flood of images and sensations. The process of using ink washes is a meditative act meant to embody our instinctual unconscious and conjure past events. The juxtaposing frames represent our conscious mind. They are a refractory element calling out a single moment in time, a memory or an association. Nostalgia. My grandmother’s blouse on Easter Day, the Native American bracelet my brother wore the day he left for college... I have been plagued by my lack of childhood memory, these images are my way of regaining and cherishing them. They are not lost, just misplaced.
