This painting has a dark gray block representing my heart and three genderless humanoids indicating the tri-fold nature of people or relationships. There was no indication to me of how to get into the dark gray heart-box, just that it arose from the mist and the spirit being’s hand was upon it. The image came... Continue Reading →
Lead Weights
This painting represents my depressed and aching heart. I would wake up and go to sleep with the feelings of lead weights literally hanging from my heart and internal muscles in my left chest. So, I painted a picture of gray blocks hanging from a hunk of flesh (my heart), pulling and tearing it. There... Continue Reading →
Stress Pulls
Having 7 jobs plus 2 groups I attended, these activities became overwhelming. I felt my chest being flayed open and the flesh pulled taught to the sides. The sternum was exposed against darkness. oil 1992 texas
Dark Job
Another painting in response to that film-to-slide job. I worked in the dark with big machine components. Job stress through co-workers not from the job. oil 1993 texas
Bloody Film
A response to job stress. My job was to take negatives & turn them into slides. Stressful environment with co-workers. oil 1993 texas
Lamprey in Chest
Often my chest feels violated, raped, invaded, bruised, gutted, or raw after certain experiences. For this painting, I felt like a "window" was implanted in my chest which I visualized both open AND closed. I wanted to paint two companion pieces, but only did the first. The window is set against a naked human chest. ... Continue Reading →
Angst, Inner Pus
I was looking forward to a quiet afternoon of painting while Rob was gone, but before leaving he made some remark which angered me and started gnawing at my innards. Thus, I did this one in the early stages of angst in hopes of getting it out before my afternoon (and painting time) were greatly... Continue Reading →
Exposed Back
For years, I often felt a dark cloud emanate from my lower back, causing it to ache and casting me into a depression. In the painting, the flesh has been ripped off the back, exposing torn tissue and worm-like, white vertebra. The rest of the body is unimportant to the miasma of physical and emotional... Continue Reading →
Quiet Meal
This is a follow-up to the Blue Lady [new age, nature, healer etc self] and the Orange Lady (critical self, parent). Once someone asked me what it would be like if the two women talked to one another. Wow-- what a concept. I thought about it for years. This is the result. The 2 two... Continue Reading →