In high school, being your typical right-brained creative type, it only took three weeks before I was hopelessly lost in Geometry class. Despite of my lack of math skills, somehow I’ve found a personal style that many people relate to geometry and fractals. I think, at the most basic level, a connection to pattern, shape and symmetry is hard-wired into our collective consciousness. I love intricate shapes, repeating patters, and bright, vivid colors. Although I had never heard of mandalas until a college professor introduced me to them, after reading up and studying them, I felt like I had officially connected to an influence that until then had been nameless. I can spend hours studying the interplay of color and pattern within the viewfinder of a kaleidoscope, the pattern of petals on a flower, or a swirl of clouds in the sky.
Drawing and painting to me is like a form on meditation. When I’m deeply engrossed in a piece the world falls away, and none of life’s problems matter. I want my work to have the same trance-like effect on the viewer, and for people to find themselves “lost” in it.
From the swirls on VanGough’s Starry Night to the tight geometric patterns of MC Escher, I draw from a wide circle on influences. I deeply admire the dreamy surrealist painter Remedios Varo, and the transformative and spiritual work of Alex Gray. I believe that art should bridge the gap between the everyday world and a “higher” place. It should draw us in, full us with life, and revitalize us. Art should create energy. Art should have life.