The Body is a Landscape

The Body is a Landscape

The Body is a Landscape

Portraits

Portraits

Portraits

Written on the Body

Written on the Body

Written on the Body

The poem, History, flew out of me onto paper in the wee hours one night and morphed into a drawing which turned into the painting, Written on the Body. If you look closely, you can read the poem in the painting. I had just been in an automobile accident, and it became all about the body. I had to spend a lot of time in bed, and to keep sane/happy, I had to make art. I wrote in bed and painted in bits and pieces, through the pain. The paintings in the series, Written on the Body, are all about the body post-accident.
Angels and…

Angels and…

ANGELS AND…

PAINTING ANGELS

The first angel was an accident. Or I could say she just arrived. I was in a dark place. The angels that followed were like the work I’d done years before, of demons and almost-humans that reflected my life and observations and what came to me in the night. I had always put my life on paper, pulling the terrible out of me so I could breathe. At first, my angels were mostly fallen angels, full of longing and despair.
Then it was time to put the darkness away. I painted angels that would keep watch over us. Now I believe in Happy. I think that if you believe, you can find it.