there is something crazy about trying to paint a perfect circle by hand. Knowing that it is nearly impossible yet still beilieving in the possibility. For me a circle represents everything and nothing. It is sacred yet simple. It is the beginning and the end. Following the paintbrush with my eyes, guiding it to […]
each painting has a power greater than me. In the beginning of the process it feels elementary and unsure. Eventually they start to have a life of their own. I feel like i am painting for someone; a lover, a friend, or someone i haven’t met yet. A part of me I haven’t met yet. […]
