Particles and Bicycles – March 2014
My style of painting has led me to contemplate the idea that we, and everything around us are made of vibrating particles. It’s a scientific fact that particles vibrating at a certain wave length will attract others vibrating at the same wave length. In a more “new age” way of speaking, we attract people and things to our sphere that share our vibration, whatever that may be.
In this latest series of paintings, I used the bicycle as a metaphor for the idea of travelling through life. As with riding a bike, we pick our own path, not limiting ourselves to only the roads most travelled. Silhouettes obscure the points of separation between one thing and another in these images. We become one and the same vibration as our companions on the same path as we share purpose and goals with them.
Trees and Forests
The iconic nature of trees, as a symbol of life and growth, continue to inspire me. They serve as a vehicle to express my love of colour play. My painting style draws its inspiration from the impressionists and my work as a video journalist. The brush strokes bring to mind the broken look of digital imagery, adding a completely contemporary feel to my work.
The Substance of Beauty and Material Things
At first glance she is a beautiful woman wearing a dress, but look closer and you begin to see that all is not how it seems. A close look at her face reveals substantial flaws. A second look at her dress and you begin to see that there really isn’t much there at all. In my mind that is the way with most outward, material things; examine them to closely and the magic of the first attraction is gone. But… look again… and you’ll notice that the true beauty of this piece are the inner glow (of the glass) and the contrast (of the materials). Just like people, true beauty comes from within and is set off by our differences.
The Flawed Man – What makes us human
I’ll call him a happy accident. My original intention was to have a perfect glass man looking for more meaning in life. But who is perfect? Like most of us, from a distance we look pretty good, but examine us closely and our flaws become apparent. A chip on the shoulder, a lump in the throat, feet of clay are only a few of this man’s flaws. Like the rest of us, he’s not perfect, but still, like most of us, he looks for more meaning in life.
Just Before I picked Myself Up
At first glance this piece is depressing until you read the title. There is a moment when you are devastated by failure, by bad news or whatever daily disaster knocks you off your feet, when you decide to get up again and get on with things. This is that moment.