Nature to Abstract
I am never outdoors enough. Ever. My activities seem to keep me perpetually inside. But when I do venture into nature’s environs’, I enjoy it manically. I am overwhelmed by smell and sound and shapes and colors and textures and activities. I am gobbled up by the grand Mother Nature. I long to be engulfed by tall, flowing grasses. I love to hear the crackle under my feet as I traverse through the woods alternatively being blinded by sun seeping through overhead branches. It is an overwhelming example of freedom and beauty I was prevented to experience as a young child. My early years were tragic and chaotic. Creating art has enabled me to reach beyond the unfortunate, to now, and count myself so blessed in many ways.
After a while, in order for me to process actually being outside, I must begin to look closely, at small areas of the world. To make sense of things, little by little. I notice the beauty of colors fighting. I feel the variety of hard, silky, prickly, soft. My camera comes to the rescue, allowing me to visually crop views of this living chaos, into rectangles to inspire paintings.