Seeds buried deep in the soil break open with new sprouts bursting forth. Glorious blooms transforming barren, empty terrain. Sunset in one place becomes sunrise elsewhere. The infant quickening within waters of the womb before breathing first-air. Charred ground generating nourishment for new growth. New life is the promise that death is defeated by love's eternal life.

This composition of seeing a line connect edge to edge is so innately powerful, we feel we're standing and looking at the field before us as location. When I paint these works, I stand in the same place as you'll be standing. I look and ask "where does this take me?" wandering as gesture and color build taking me to someplace boundary-less and deep within.

These abstract expressionistic works unfold intuitively and without planning as I lay down marks, color, or texture. Then step back and wait before responding to what I see. Working this way is very freeing. It also requires patience, and grace with myself. Learning not to force a work into a familiar or comfortable direction is difficult for me. But the reward is allowing feelings, urges, and inclinations from deep within to be translated into form.