Everything is a tree,
Everything is painted, everything everywhere.
My landscapes slowly transition. I catch myself painting figures. As I start from a structure, a shape that can stand or be. A monster? A transient vampire, that lives through the times, where bits of landscape gets stuck to these character-structures, in some cases the bits of landscape takes over, and it -the landscape, becomes the subject; still, like it’s figure counterparts being as much a living breathing thing, as it indeed is! So far removed we are from the living-landscape that we would otherwise miss. The painting looks at you and we want to peer back.
The set like framing of the works points to the space within the frame, to this transient space. As the painting pulls together, and I help it on its legs, and see it revealed. The bunching-of-stuff process, helps the painting have a flow and movement, whisked in time, mirroring the ephemerality of life, of all beings and non-beings alike, of eroding cultures and lands, of places I known and never knew.
Speedy drawing lines imbue freedom to the painting, it is an integral part of it. The harder cartoonlike outlines accent the forms, renders it ironical, witty, whilst stripping it down, and amplifying, it lends it a reality that is told in the way of painting.