Close to home there is a primeval forest. I spend time here in the generational pulse of color flits and mating calls. It is in this clockwork that I walk my blind dog, too. Unleashed, she feels at home with a thousand other heartbeats.
I think on these things when I paint. I am drawn to the language of color. I like how an unexpected mark can spark a powerhouse of emotion. When I feel emotional honesty in a work of art I am energized.