Somehow the small cross sections in this series, seemed to enclose vast tracts of sky and earth. Phosphorescent layers of blue and aqua provide contrast to the clear layers and provide an inner light. A panorama of clouds float over desert landscapes. The smell of creosote, a natural desert plant in imbued in the wood a former railroad tie, perhaps used in the gold or copper mines of Arizona. Its rough worn surface is a perfect metaphor for the ageless qualities I feel in the desert southwest.
My studio is both for the creation of my work and a sanctuary where I perform the sacred rite of creating art. My hope is that my pieces evoke a sacrosanct and meditative mood. Prayer and meditation provides you the portal to the spirit of God Himself.