The Sea, Angels & Bearded Ladies
April 28, 2019 - May 19, 2019
When I paint I feel at home. In the studio and in the work. I start and wait for mysteries and meanings to appear. Always surprised and in wonderment.
The work is about being in my body and not knowing what it is like to be the other. It is about solitude. Sometimes the images I create let me in. Then I am in the work. The work becomes the body.
I am always at sea. Between two shores. Between the painting and my existence. I am not afraid.
In my skin, seperate from you
a membrane of paper
light and dark
archaeological sites
excavations
shards
palimpsests
fragile infinities
beginnings and endings
a love song
birdsong
breath of air
paper quivering
ink stains silently growing
slowly moving
like weather
birthmarks
departures and fullstops.....
