Green is growth, not just in plant forms but via the kind of growth we all experience through living life, nourishing creativity and developing our inner selves.
I was born in Oregon; a place plush with green. Soaring evergreens, coastal wet ferns and cascading mountains. At 23, I moved to N.Y.C. A jungle of man-made steel and concrete , electronic billboards and neon lights , bridges and skyscrapers. They towered above a smorgasbord of people– millions– moving in every possible direction. Potential power, creativity and inspiration, watered every fiber within many of us who love art and followed our dreams.. And within that environment came 2 years of artwork– exploring colors, visions and ideas.
Needing organic green, some space and renewal, I moved for a summer to do art work in Vermont. It was there, in a small, wooden structure with a concrete floor that I “gave birth” to very intensive charcoal and ink works reflecting my social environment.
Each place I moved to concretized the fact that growth can be painful and hard but also very expansive and beautiful — even under steel -girded skyscrapers.
The majority of charcoal work are 58 x 77 cm.
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