The series of landscapes represent the balance between change and constancy. I created a mirrored effect between the trunk above ground and the roots below the ground. The trunk and roots meet each other to find stability. Below ground lies experience and struggles symbolized by the ink and line. Above ground, the trunk represents growth and time. I chose to leave out extra features of trees, such as branches or leaves, because I wanted to represent just the soul of the form instead of detailed parts. The two forms depend on each other and determine the current state of being.
To mimic the natural world I keep my own forms and lines organic. So when I throw ink onto a surface I let the ink travel freely. If it feels right, I twist and turn the work to manipulate direction. Then, I fill in the work with low brightness hues and line repetitions. As part of this investigation with lack of control of material I use mis-tinted paint that would be otherwise discarded, embracing and celebrating mishap in a world that runs on routine. I am also heavily influenced by the Modernist desire to use materials in their most intrinsic form allowing paint to drip, run, and spread based on its own viscosity.
Everything is a flow of cyclical energy. Certain instances in our world seem miraculous or irregular, while others embody slow moving routines. My automatic process of throwing ink on the canvas helps me purge the fast moving progress that we all seem to seek. The line work emulates the daily growth that is vital.
To mimic the natural world I keep my own forms and lines organic. So when I throw ink onto a surface I let the ink travel freely. If it feels right, I twist and turn the work to manipulate direction. Then, I fill in the work with low brightness hues and line repetitions. As part of this investigation with lack of control of material I use mis-tinted paint that would be otherwise discarded, embracing and celebrating mishap in a world that runs on routine. I am also heavily influenced by the Modernist desire to use materials in their most intrinsic form allowing paint to drip, run, and spread based on its own viscosity.
Everything is a flow of cyclical energy. Certain instances in our world seem miraculous or irregular, while others embody slow moving routines. My automatic process of throwing ink on the canvas helps me purge the fast moving progress that we all seem to seek. The line work emulates the daily growth that is vital.