Making a painting is for me an act of faith. Every time I begin again I hold on to the hope that at some point in time a person will come into the presence of my piece and receive something they need for their soul. Perhaps in looking something will be touched off inside of them that will begin a chain reaction of longing, searching, risking and finding. It is my deepest hope that my paintings would wake people to a more alive life.
There are many things we do in the world that are out of necessity like buying food, washing dishes and putting gas in the car. These are tasks that obviously have to happen on a daily basis for life to continue. There are other things like reading poetry, walks in the woods and standing quietly in front of paintings that may actually have a necessity of their own that is not as obvious. Our souls become hungry in a different way than our stomachs and we must satiate them for our life to continue in a way that is rich and meaningful. I wonder what our city would come to be if we began to take our inner lives seriously?