My neighborhood near the Golden Gate Bridge is notoriously foggy. On those gray days, my surroundings transform into desaturated, dreamy landscapes punctuated by bellowing foghorns.
In case you may have noticed, nature is a significant source of inspiration for my art and life.
Some years ago, I created an art manifesto to describe how the living world is a taproot for my creativity. It grew to include aspirations for my paintings, designs, and writings.
Recreating colors used in a painting by a master artist is a fulfilling way to learn to mix original color palettes. I used a work by Alexej Jawlensky to explore this process.
It wasn’t until I took a road trip one spring day in college that I began to understand the meaning of the word beauty. We were driving from Ann Arbor, Michigan to Goshen, Indiana to check out an Amish dry goods store.
The trails, wetlands, beaches, bluffs, meadows and gardens in Golden Gate Park, the Presidio and Land’s End in San Francisco are my ‘neighbors’ as well as endless sources of inspiration for my paintings and drawings.
Years ago, I was fascinated with an archeologist and restorer of Etruscan antiquities at the Glyptothek Museum in Germany. Since he lived in Munich and I was in Berlin, we corresponded frequently with contemporary versions of hieroglyphics.
When I make art, I take a journey with my imagination. I often seek inspiration in the natural world, looking for delicate traces of beauty, mood and atmosphere that create associations within my inner world.