Statement

”The universe as we observe it is the only reasonable starting point in cosmology.”

Stephen Hawking

Mystical musings, messy interactions, provisional notions, and pleasures. I’ve been trying to find a way to put paint into words for years, but it always remains one step ahead of me. The elements of a painting make no sense to a logical mind, like an equation that mixes its units, yet occasionally add up to spaces that hold together my disparate thoughts. The only way I know how to do it is to place one mark on a surface at a time and see where it leads.

These paintings are what happens when curiosity collides with reality, the trees talk back, and cosmic forces run amok. What emerges is a reminder that consciousness is, self-consciousness isn’t, the actual is mysterious, order is abstract, discovery is delight, matter is spirit, the universe is large, small things matter, and you’re not alone.