Stabs of colour often pop from the light and dark chaos barely contained within my works. Paint is applied from tubes, fingers, brushes, and is frequently unpainted away to leave the impression of what once was. I paint abstracts, but my industrial design background attempts to make order from the riot derived from human interaction and emotion. A certain rawness remains.
I am frequently fighting to translate the bedlam, sometimes on multiple canvases simultaneously, but my work rarely repeats its direction. Colours may cross over, but seizures of lines on one piece become swathes of tranquility on another.
I paint canvases like they’re shark’s teeth; one falls away after I find my peace in it; its job done, only to be replaced by an unexplored surface pushing forward for my attention. I love that.