I do not place titles on my paintings because they potentially will alter the interpretation of those paintings. If a title is given to a work, it may cause the audience to have to think in a specific way. It will drive the viewer away from their own memories and cause them to come up with a story.
The atmospheric color of my paintings is meant to reach into the viewer’s mind. It is meant to pull the memories we have placed away, hidden in the back of our minds to the surface and encourage those who view these paintings to relive those memories. The memories we have long forgotten or feel they are not as important as the next.
The meaning of the work is created through the connections that one formed. I draw inspiration from the everyday things around me, primarily from the colors of the sky. The rising and setting of the sun and moon give me a broad color palette to work with.
What I paint are feelings, they are emotions, passages through your eyes from one reality to the next. These paintings are my reality and through these paintings my hope is to open your eyes to what has always been in front of you and will continue to stay for longer than we are here. That thing is the sky.
The sky holds everything for us as strange as that may be. It holds our feelings, our thoughts, our fears, our loves, and so much more. If you pray you pray up towards the sky, to your God or whoever it may be, you look to the sky.
I do not paint stories; I paint a space. A space that you, whoever that may be, could get attached to. A place to almost force you to come up with your own meanings behind these spaces. My paintings take you back to your own memories. I do not necessarily tell new stories; I simply give your mind the push it needs to re-tell itself the stories you have already lived. Through the eyes of the reality I am living in, through my paint, my canvas, and my view of the sky I introduce you to that door. These paintings are a passageway for you to step into your past and revisit what your mind has come to believe are minor things, things we take for granted, and notice that these things are all held in one place, The Sky.