GROWTH THROUGH COLOR
Born in Texas, I’ve spent several hours a day creating art since 1989, when I first figured out how to grip a crayon. Since then I’ve learned to paint in acrylic, oil, and watercolor; to draw in pencil and ink; and, occasionally, to sculpt. I am self-taught other than minoring in Fine Arts during college, where professors reprimanded me for refusing to plan my compositions or follow “the rules of color” (which don’t exist). I decided that I like being an artist much better than being an art student.
A while back, I walked past some graffiti that read “La obra de arte soy yo” (the artwork is me), and I thought: “There it is.” My art depicts seasons and dynamics in my life as I experience them. When I’m dealing with “personal boundaries” in my life, strong black outlines appear in my paintings, fencing objects off from one another. When I’m undergoing drastic spiritual expansion, I paint vast galaxies without forethought. Following deeply painful life events, the figures in my drawings are often on fire. And I can never finish paintings if I’m still stuck on the situations that inspired them.
Creating art is foremost my communion with God, and my mind is extremely still while I’m working. My intention is to empty myself of myself, that I might be an instrument of the peace of the Great Spirit. Although my work is deeply personal, I find that most people understand it – because everyone can recognize themes, archetypes, and emotions that reverberate universally throughout the human experience. That’s why art is so sacred that I’ve dedicated my life to it.
There is something tremendously powerful in simply being witnessed. People begin to heal the moment they feel heard. My artwork is me saying: “I hear you; I see you; I honor you; me too.” And, beautifully, all in the same sweep, I am also seen."
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