The "Common Birds" series is a contemporary take on classical bird paintings, featuring birds common to the northeastern United States. (Acrylic paint on canvas and wood panels from "6 x 6" to 48" by 60")
New series: Acrylic paintings - close up views of rock formations and waterfalls titled "Don't Frack With It" - in support of Don't Frack New York - keeping New York State free of fracking so the water remains clean and the magnificent, historic shale deposits and waterfalls of Letchworth State Park, Watkins Glen and many others remain beautiful and inspiring natural places for future generations. (Paintings are 24" x 48" acrylic on canvas.)
I've always loved the decorative arts and nature and try to bring some of both to all of my artwork. The language of decoration is fascinating
and empowering - a path to memories, cultural habits, family, friends, and community rituals. I explore decorative traditions in my painting and ceramics while striving for a
modern energy and edge.
I'm especially inspired by plant structures that exist just underneath the ground - roots and rhizomes - and vines, their counterparts reaching through the surface and creating a tangled profusion of lines. These structures also serve as metaphors for my life - loss, memories, temporary hierarchies and branching constants. I'm fascinated by magic realism, the jittery conflict I see between abstraction and realism, and the simplified geometries imposed on the world by humans - bridges, buildings, frames, etc. - and the complex and "wild" geometry we think nature imposes on us.
"I've never understood the conflict between abstraction and naturalism. Since all paintings are inherently abstract to begin with there doesn't seem to be an argument there." - Milton Glaser
Living room setting with Ground View, 2013
Floral Nexus at the Robert Hunt Gallery, New Bedford, MA 2016
Common Birds at the Whitney Center for the Arts, three-woman show, Pittsfield, MA 2017
Common Birds at the Amazing Things Arts Center galleries, Framingham, MA 2018
"Life has always seemed to me like a plant that lives on its rhizome. Its true life is invisible, hidden in the rhizome. The part that appears above the ground lasts only a single summer. Then it withers away–an ephemeral apparition. When we think of the unending growth and decay of life and civilizations, we cannot escape the impression of absolute nullity. Yet I have never lost the sense of something that lives and endures beneath the eternal flux. What we see is blossom, which passes. The rhizome remains." - Carl Jung