Weather III

A wave of spewing ink, signaling my frustration with controlling academic structures.

Caught between what our eyes see and what our senses feel.

An exploration of my love for the planet and all of it's living layers.

There is nothing in the universe that we know of that can compare to our living planet.

An homage to my home state of Ohio and my love for the scarlet Cardinal on the many gray days.

"Our success is a culmination of all of our failures." This was the inspiration given to me by a good friend.

Black and white study of water and light, while praying for grace.

Occasionally, I am reminded that people are capable of really great things. 2014 Juror's Merit Award, The River Biennial, Parkersburg, WV

Inspired by ghosts walking on a bridge.

I was fixated on making a giant wave encompassing a small village and finished this piece the evening before the tsunami hit Japan. Uncomfortably weird.

Making the invisible sweeping away of the arctic a visual story with ink and graphite.

Sometimes the most powerful storms appear gentle and tranquil from a distance.

Thunderstorm study, paper archivally mounted on board.

Thunderstorm study, paper archivally mounted on board.

Thunderstorm study, paper archivally mounted on board.

Inspired by a trip to Salisbury, MD. My friend and I went to see the Chincoteague ponies and were thwarted off by a mass of raging mosquito's.

The summer I moved into my new studio I witnessed some crushing storms coming in from the lake. The electrical energy in the atmosphere was echoed by my own excitement in the new space.