I have a great love for density of form. Thickets and bramble are favorites. I remember as a young boy hiking in the hills behind my house, among the chaparral. One day when I was out walking I laid down and stared into the dense center of a bush. The image has stayed with me.
Over the years I have painted fresh flowers. Sometimes the set up remains long after the flowers have wilted and dried as I move on to other motifs to paint. I’ve gathered many of these “remainders” onto a small table in my studio. For years I thought I should paint this gathering. For years they all gathered dust. Apparently enough dust has now settled.
These pieces are less attempts at objective depictions of the dried flowers than explorations of my engagement with looking at them. If I were much smaller I would jump in.
These works have never been exhibited.
These works are all available. For more information concerning individual pieces please contact the artist’s studio.