I build abstract paintings layered with the detritus of my daily experiences. I collect and hoard whatever crosses my path: narrative text scrawls from handwritten memos and notes, personal letters and other discarded memorabilia; snippets of conversations from my eavesdropping ventures on the street, on the bus, car or train. These artifacts are subsequently added to the mix and embedded in a metallic, viscous preserve of paint and shellac. Like pages from a journal, each artwork is an exercise in pushing paint around to articulate a time capsule on canvas.
The immediacy of a text or an e-mail message, or a post on social media defines our new ephemeral nature of correspondence. The physical act of inscribing words is no longer the norm. I have an enduring impulse to practice this increasingly antiquated mode of communication in the midst of its waning relevance. Painting serves as a way for me to explore our ever-evolving modes of communication in a visual freestyle.
My studio visit/interview with Gorky's Granddaughter: