I make art because my brain and heart always seem to be full of connections that I don't know how to express. I write poetry for the same reason, but the physicality of putting together a piece of art is doubly engaging: body and mind. The challenge of finding the right piece (color, line, material, surface) is constantly changing and there is an endless world of artistic possibilities and mediums to explore. Of course, that diversity in mediums makes my artwork..."varied", but I really only have a few major collections and my inspirations are clear to me. I love nature. I live in a house full of windows on a lake in north Georgia. I spend a crazy amount of time staring out the window, looking for birds and plants and how the light hits. You see this in my work with many paintings of watery horizons, flowers, or the intersection of light through the leaves. However, I am constantly questioning how I fit into this world, so I often use bits as allusions in my work. It might be more beauty: music, lace, photographs; it might be science - graphs, maps, biology references; it might be commentary - ironic inclusions of words, patterns, or pieces of our history. Lastly, I love layers - paint, resin, or layers of meaning. I love to layer until the colors are nearly opalescent in their range. I am occupied by a life of meetings, family dinners, and mortgages, though I am fulfilled by the moments when I can explore how all our pieces fit together; how our layers complement one another. I want to create depth of allusion with color, texture, and materials. When someone encounters something I've made, I want them to first see something pretty, and then to find it interesting. I create art because I hope to connect the deceptively simple, the beautiful, and the meaningful.