Although I’ve been working in Prismacolor and dry pigments for over 30 years I feel I’m still a novice. I’ve joked that it would take at least five lifetimes to master the art of color pencils.
They have their limitations, naturally, but those fade in the focussed precision demanded by pencils. But, above all, more than any other medium, color pencils allow me to enter what I’m drawing, to identify so closely I can become the tree, the mountain or the river. I become the wind and the rain eroding the rocks; I can roll with the ocean waves and flow with rivers of liquid lava.
Much of my recent artwork concerns the imminent extraterrestrial and intraterrestrial intervention by creating landscapes in which the familiar is juxtaposed with the exceptional. My other work largely concentrates on images, some abstract, some more formalized, that emerge from my subconsciousness.