today was tomorrow yesterday
Time will not leave us unscathed
Hold obscure buried secrets and treasures-
Excavating stolen dreams and transforming them yet
Frozen from too many choices and rickety definitions,
Forgotten joys melted in the cracks
Hidden in light and eroding in shadows
They are Not named but seen- remembered and twisted
in deep and shallow holes and absolutes-
Stray feral thoughts unattached
Love of decay and fresh mold – yes growing color
Fear of rebirth and ghosts of regret …
Begin and End Reflections and Echoes
Crumbling structures under duress we thought we knew
where we live
what dwells in our dwelling – who inhabits our habitat
wherever we find a moment or space familiar or cozy but not terrifying
will be temporary home.
but Inside our secret self OR outside in communities
a harbor for monsters, demons, angels
Bold or timid – humanity travels and adapts
From dark to light
Always…. growth -transformation- decay
Grew Some Hybrid Reflections
Sculpture
a skeleton construction created from, studio and mixed detritus, plaster, plastic paste,
add a skin cover cloaked in a thick impasto acrylic paint
composite objects appear as solo forms and abstract shapes
or clusters of nature’s fragments and creatures
evolving and revolving from grotesque to whimsical
a menagerie erupts, lingering or crawling on a walls, floors, ceilings or pedestals,
I wonder about metamorphosis, adaptation and integration
about the condition of humanity and the essential journey life forms share:
growth,-transformation-decay.
Paintings, Drawings
Paintings evolve and take shape from a construct of gestures, marks, and textures.
Confront – attack – accept – surrender
Layers of content bathing in abstract form and space
wandering
Sifting through memory and observation,
random or intentional abstractions creep into focus,
as images escaping from under the surface
of shadow/light are liberated.
Challenged by a flicker of recognition,
a fragmented narrative emerges, and becomes visible.
Coax -Magnify -Articulate.
Faith in skill and intuition,
Without absolute intrusion,
The determined hand continues to work.
Personal truth revealed. Breaking the barrier/ from inside to outside
Being
One personal forever story
growth- transformation -decay