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Time and Reality began with a vivid dream in which my grandson Jax was suffocated by a sheet of plastic.  The question that arose, in my horror and panic over the situation was, “How can I bring him back?” The answer came with the breath of resuscitation and the...

Skeleton Tree                                                                                                                                                                            Skeleton Tree was painted in January of 2017, as a part of a mass online action...

Matchstick Tooth Man The hunter has slayed the Great Lion - the ruler of the beasts. He rejoices, but a tear falls from the lion’s head as it leaves its body. The tear becomes the matchstick tooth man, who has separated himself from the beasts, and in the moment of...

Intermediary Intermediary began with two ideas, that of the tension of opposites, in conjunction with technology - specifically technologies of the mind, of the modern world and the questions of morality and ethics in technology.  What evolved in this painting was the...

I painted Phoenix in 2014.  It seemed to be a prophetic painting for me, as I look back on the last 6 years. Phoenix began with four images, chosen with an intuitive consciousness.  Although challenging to explain conceptually, they automatically connected in my...

I painted Adinkra in 2013, and as I am preparing text for an upcoming show I am sharing these words.  Sometimes time and distance from the work helps to crystalize a better understanding of its meaning. Adinkra - Beliefs create reality.  I painted Adinkra with a...

The Bird Without Feet (Multimedia painting, 2014) began with the contemplation of sentient living beings in the Anthropocene.  I combined images of space travel and nuclear fusion diagrams from “Cosmos” with maps of the Southern US, focusing on New Orleans, with...

    Sleepless night.  The tinnitus is loud and high pitched.   eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee   constant and even, never-ending.   9 years. At 2am I begin to meditate.  It is challenging to find space between the eeeeeeeeeeee I ask the sound, the...

The Moat The benevolent king has left the throne A madman sits in his place The moat dries up with neglect Masses are crossing, bodies pushing mud.   Stirring loose the ghosts.   Who loudly shake the rusty shackles While others bow down and cover their ears Women on...