y work is a visual commentary on my perceptions of a psychological and spiritual need to connect, to our surroundings and to each other. Ironically, for many, our tendencies toward romanticized isolationism can be the conundrum that leaves us in a slight to deep melancholy.

I explore city scenes, interiors of restaurants and places we may frequent, or even rural backyard pools, to set a stage for a narrative that explores this quandary. Our lives are full of places and people that come, or who have gone, or those we may long to know. My paintings give the viewer permission to superimpose and examine their own feelings pertaining to the narrative given in each image; i.e. the ubiquitous empty chair implies a presence, or an absence that may trigger memory or hope, the story every one has but may hold secret. Or the empty quiet room that imbues isolation without loneliness, allowing us the freedom to follow thought. City streets where we are surrounded by humanity and the crush of advertisements and faces and yet be totally alone.

I love realism for its ability to express the abstract. I love the process of oil painting for its ability to translate my own need to confess, to connect, to tell a story we may all read all read ourselves into.