Statement

Memory is monster.   

Memory is hydrocarbon.  

Memory is mackerel.

Monster sucker-punches the flow of our lives. Hydrocarbon is swamp ooze stalked by time, crushed into something useful. Mackerel is quicksilver, migratory, slippery.

Memory is a trickster, a time-traveller, a mosaic of recreated fragments. Memory is not cinema verite, it is auto-fiction.

I paint textured, color-saturated memories. These symbolic compositions have an interior logic, not unlike dreams.

The pictures are a visual anthology of family stories.

These memories take form as totems populating brightly colored worlds. The swirling strokes whisper of simmering tensions and hint at the potential for violence.

I transform objective lies into subjective truths on canvas. 

Memory may not be trustworthy, but embedded within is an emotional truth, often guarded by our subconscious, sometimes kept secret for a lifetime. 

The pictures are a gateway to the inner landscape of memory, an invitation to question the unquestioned, to unlock the subjective truth of our lived experience, to transform how we see ourselves.