Overcoming my first serious illness in 2008, I inventoried my life and artwork. With a new perspective on life I commenced on new goals. I was motivated to create large format blossoms that are emblematic of a new beginning. Cactus blooms in particular symbolize life as a survivor. The dramatic, yet delicate beauty of the flower surrounded by sharp spines represents the fragility of life and its determination to exist, persevere and thrive despite the cruel, harsh reality of the environment.
I was fourteen when my father bought my first motorcycle. It ended up a wreck. Yet, I was still lured to the powerful pleasure of the ride and the beauty of the machine. Today, I own a Softail Deuce. The chrome glitters in the sun and upon closer visual examination, one sees another world of reflected landscapes waiting to be explored.
Bisbee, Arizona borders Mexico. I grew up there. It is an environment steeped in cultural, spiritual, religious, and superstitious elements. These I divide into the categories of Angels, Diablos, Fridas, and Dia de los Muertos. I explore these themes often in my artwork. Some of my imagery is presented in a traditional context and some is completely steeped in my personal, symbolic, visual narrative.
I grew up in Bisbee, Arizona at 5,600 feet in elevation. This elevation is just above the Sonoran Desert Zone. The landscape of Bisbee is a mix of Manzanita and ocotillo. It was not until I moved to Phoenix that I realized the beauty of this lower desert elevation. I read the works of Carlos Castaneda simultaneously with my first exploration of this arid zone. Its awesome beauty, diversity, life forms and in keeping with Castaneda’s writings, magical quality influenced my work. Although four decades have passed, the enticement of the Sonoran desert continues to influence my visual narratives.