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I’ve always viewed the world around me as something made, designed, and arranged. Colors and lines have been placed just so. Shapes take up space or leave it empty. Every dark makes light more brilliant. Each hue has a unique relationship with another, fighting and befriending. What my eyes perceive is more than a haphazard collection of chaos. These seemingly isolated pieces are just fragments in an ever-changing kaleidoscope. Brilliant, making sense, designing compositions of glory as it moves in light. My creative impulse is to make what I’ve seen and visually convey that which leaves me speechless.
Though I’ve explored various media, I keep returning to what best captures and communicates what I see. Mixed media provides a way to tell a story. I begin each piece with what I’ve been given — scraps, used and new materials, and an in-the-beginning idea. The building initiates as a problem presents itself — something that threatens cohesion and beauty. It is only through a string of decisions and the stewarding of hope and failure, that the layers begin to expose what I’m learning. Cosmos out of chaos. I find I’m going to wrestle with it before I embrace it, hate it before I appreciate it, be offended by it before I find it beautiful — much like life. The process pulls me back to truth every time. Each piece I create holds a story and tells of a sojourn through which God has led me. I’m continually learning to hold things loosely and trust there is purpose in the mess — something this introverted perfectionist fights against. My work provides a window into that surrender. |
