Words, images, performance

My focus as an artist is grounded in my on-going love affair with the “drunken stupor” of life—the contradictions, the struggles, the messiness, the confusions, the doubts, the catastrophes, the banalities. I am drawn to surprise flashes of beauty, in the mundane as well as the majestic, but especially the mundane. The old man whose kids “done went,” the colorful vegetable peelings in the kitchen sink. I look to find beauty in what might be complicated—beauty that evokes laughter, irreverence, or even reverie. Beauty that is not contained.