Finding Home, finding real, Here.
My earliest inspiration came from looking at living things. They served as an anchor to the constant change I experienced. My mother showed me clever little plants, pretty rocks, goldfish in our garden in Japan. Later, when we lived in Madrid, we got to see Velasquez paintings in the Prado. Standing as a child in the room devoted to Las Meninas magnetized me to the shared world in the painted scene. Where is Home? Here, with you and me. I look to David Park and friends, Joan Mitchell and Pierre Bonnard for guidance, as well as to my teacher Robert Bechtle.
I worked from my imagination after grad school. Sometime in the 90’s the need to honor my environment grew. I love the accidents and improvisations triggered by the need to seize the moment in paint
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