Painting & Ceramics
My art doesn’t take life too seriously. It is neither whimsical, nor serious, but falls somewhere in between. There is no deep meaning, nor hidden innuendos in the work I do. That would be far too mysterious. I merely paint because I love the interaction between my colors. Sometimes they love me back, and sometimes they don’t!
Painting was my first love affair. We have been a pair ever since. And although I have accepted Clay as my close friend, painting is always there, calling me back to its waiting arms. Together we work our magic of light and design.
I would discover ceramics late in my career, but better late than not at all. I love the suppleness of clay. It can become anything I can dream of. Many of my ideas are born in the wee hours of the morning where my dream has a potential of becoming a reality if only I can remember it long enough! Then I strive to commit my clay into a form and texture that loosely mimics those ordinary or not so ordinary beings around us, thereby infusing life into it. Then I gaze in wonder at my finished creation, my beautiful clay child, I am proud of it, be it ever so humble, this dirt and water…