Finding Home, finding real, Here.
My earliest inspiration came from looking at living things. 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. The feeling of standing as a child in front of the Infanta and her cohort in the room devoted to Las Meninas continues to spur me to strive for that sense of a presence in the painted scene. I look to David Park and friends, Joan Mitchell and Pierre Bonnard for guidance as well as my teacher Robert Bechtle.
After grad school at San Francisco State University, I worked from my imagination. Sometime in the 90’s the need to honor my home environment surfaced. I love the accidents and improvisations triggered by the need to seize the moment in paint
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