A.I.R GALLERY

In 2005 I went on a solo trip through India. Wherever I looked, my visual frame was filled from top to bottom with ornate ornamentation in decay. When I came home I had to start from scratch in my studio. After a long struggle the result became large-scale, ornate, detailed, black ink on paper drawings.

Because of the psychological difficulty of starting over in my studio, I felt the need to focus on love in order to keep positive enough to continue working. (I realized that so many of my favorite works of art began with this same impetus) so I began choosing words that describe the people I love (cute mute, best drunk chef, etc.). I draw these words in a cursive script, using them to build architectural images. The initial view is of a solid-looking image of a decorative building.

As the viewer gets closer to the paper, the microcosms reveal themselves. Anything from images of war to six-breasted deities and silly dogs can be seen growing out of the spaces between words and infesting the drawing. The effect is an image of security in decay being pried apart and changed by new ideas & doodles sprouting from the cracks. I allow the paper to curl up off the wall or flow onto the floor creating shadows showing how the work alters the space it is in just as the small images within the larger drawing transform the space of the depicted architecture.