Alma del Corazon

...from 1988. I don't know if this is where my fascination with green began or it simply surfaced here. While awaiting the wood for the next painting to be constructed I fall through imagery like a pinball, buzzed by this and that.
...so here we fall into heart, literally into the jungle green of it and into the symbology of its geography, its waterfalls and central concept of love. The crucifix image was inspired by an old sculpture from the Cloisters. I like its embryonic state, shorn of limbs and head, personality erased by time, leaving only the open, innocent breast.

Shackleton's Endurance

I've had a fascination with Shackleton for a long, long time. This is the second painting I did about him. I sometimes see it as a body metaphor as well as a straightforward depiction. The blue light around the boat would be a very hot flame, as though the heart (the ship) were putting out an intense warmth in a land devoid of such. Or the emanation of ice's breath
The title is: Chaos and Oasis/Shackleton's Endurance

Heart of the Map

The studio is the heart of the artist's incountry. Here you are off the map of others, but in the sweetest spot of your own. The metaphors grow as lush as the garden that surrounds mine.
The path through the garden to the studio has always overlayed every fairytale and science fiction journey in my library. But the actual walking has a tactile resonance of its own physicality. In its domesticity it includes the wild of weird bugs, fantasitic birds and unending story buried in its greenery.
The walk to is part of the events that take place within.
I am not always there-being most of the time in NYC--where my studio is in the same room that I live, work, and eat. But there is still that resonance of heart in the wild when I get to the wall I paint on.