The Natural Order of Things and Beingness

Lunar Waves , oil, mixed medias on panels, 36” x 92”, 2018

Lunar Waves , oil, mixed medias on panels, 36” x 92”, 2018

In a book entitled “Wired For Love”, psychologist Stan Catkin describes three poignant visual metaphors for distinctive ways of being in the world: Anchors. Islands. Waves.

Three nouns that not only provide us access into a deeper understanding of feeling, but three symbols that work in the visual narration of describing the principals of design.

In a painting, we look for an anchor that might hold our attention in space. A wave moves our eye along so we are not stuck on one aspect in a composition, moving our direction and flow, and islands create the content, the main event.

It’s a generalization, but in the sphere of human interaction, anchors search out ways to loosen their grip and move into bolder expression - islands explore different terrain i.e., materials and content to work, waves work to hone in their emotion and focus.

I am a messy, emotional wave. I search out anchors to bring me back to intention and islands so I might have something to crash into.

In an ideal world it’s like my honey locust tree, longing to sway with grace when change comes, yet remain fully present and grounded while recognizing  the importance of our form and content and as a gift to the world. A steady pace with the natural order of things, our environments and each other.

Upcoming Workshop :

Abstract Expressionism Painting, February 2nd and 3rd, 2019

Swallowing Beauty

Maroon and White, mixed media on panels, 2018   Trove Gallery, Park City, Utah

Maroon and White, mixed media on panels, 2018

Trove Gallery, Park City, Utah

My friend Jens has no filter when speaking his brilliant mind. It’s a quality I admire, especially when discussing creative edges that push our limits and call out for personal growth.

Recently, Jens and I were in my Santa Fe studio.

Large disheveled under-paintings I had just begun were leaning against the wall. Over-worked paper pieces were scattered on the floor; in progress or abandoned? (It could go either way.) They felt vulnerable, raw, and not too sure of themselves.

Jens was animated as he discussed his latest project of turning mud into functionality and grace. He had just bulldozed and excavated a cave on land he recently purchased on the outer borders of New Mexico into Arizona. He was making livable space. Art.

I talked of mind clutter and the impatience/anxiety of feeling discomfort in visible vulnerability hovering around me. I mumbled something about re-creating what I had done in my last series. Exploring the tension points between the visible and unseen. Smokey clouded layers covering the ambivalence of life.

Jens leaned in close, “So are you now making fake paintings? “

I knew what he meant. I was at that edge believing painting existed in a realm that could be birthed like a machine.

I quickly responded, “Almost, but not yet.”

That was the truth: Take the plunge of investigating the heart's longing in the now, or be an imitated version of myself set on automatic go.

Zombie Formalism is what comes to mind. A term coined by artist and art critic Walter Robinson in 2014. My definition: Production of abstract painting that is devoid of passion and more concerned with how it is made. Image, shape, color, singing together in a doable composition that is pleasing to the eye.

Sometimes when hitting that uncomfortable edge, it’s tempting to go there. Production.

The how to, neglecting the deep inner crevices inside ourselves that ask of us the why?

 It takes time and care to birth a project. When we are not tending to the delicate needs creativity requires of us bridging mind to heart, a radical distrust can set in.

For me, I usually need some space to become a bit untethered from daily left-brain life.

I guess my growing pains are asking of me to raise my frequency of light from the inside out. I still crave to paint just that.

And when I am still enough to wait out the unpleasantries of my mind, I sometimes glimpse the realization that my vulnerabilities are my courage, moved from the outside in, waiting to swallow beauty whole.

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 6, 2018

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Be Brave Now

To be brave asks of us to rise to an event calling for change. In painting, and in life, these impulses usually appear at an impasse in our process, somewhat content where the painting/life is, but having an inclination it could be further developed and produce a more gratifying result. To Be Brave is asking us to take a leap of faith, to push and grow.

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