I immerse myself in water, and then paint from the inside of this experience.
I need to feel the painting ...it needs to come alive....it is a scary process and a struggle.
I use whatever medium that allows for this process....pastel, oil, collage, inks,....etc.
I have been continuously accumulating imagery for my art from my life's spiritual journey, which has included being a professional ballet dancer, street clown, Zen Buddhist Priest, and hospital chaplain and chaplain teacher. These life changes have offered me a wide range of images and feelings which I juggle into a new reality using different art mediums. I work spontaneously, allowing the collage, pastel, or oil paintings to evolve as my feelings and thoughts change from moment to moment.
My workplace is covered with fragments of many magazines from the past and present. Images connect to moments in time, to things half forgotten, to dreams, to future fantasies. I trample through chaos, noises, smells, joys and fears...I work on...something catches my eye. I stare within the image to it's personal time and space. I place it where it pulls me, I change it, I relocate it, reconnect it...and before me a new reality emerges. It has its own life now, and if it "works"...I am caught in the snare of conclusion.