Wednesday, June 24, 2026

Artist's Statement no. 1

(CUT-PAPER COLLAGES)
 
My collage work draws on elements of surrealism,
bringing together clashing and unexpected imagery
to draw attention to absurd contrasts. I often
combine conventionally attractive or cosmetically
enhanced “sellable” images with messy, visceral
elements such as cascading mountains of food. This
reflects my lifelong experience with an eating
disorder and serves as a commentary on a culture
that places immense value on appearance,
perfection, and gross consumption.

The images I appropriate are often drawn from
sources that present idealized or enhanced versions
of aesthetic beauty. In contrast, I incorporate
ordinary foods —such as deli meats or melted
condiments like cheese or gravy— carefully
arranging them in visually pleasing compositions.
The result is a strange tension between attraction
and discomfort, order and excess, beauty and
absurdity.

These works occupy a dreamlike space where
familiar objects are transformed into something
unexpected. The process itself is meditative and
therapeutic, shaped by my desire to escape
obsessive and compulsive behaviors. Through
repetitive arranging, collecting, and composing, I
create scene-scapes that allow me to explore my
own subconscious through moments of
play and discovery.

Ultimately, I delight in the absurdity of these
juxtapositions. By bringing together unlikely
elements, I invite viewers to question their
assumptions about beauty, value, and the ways we
construct meaning from the everyday.

Artist's Statement no. 2

(ABSTRACT WORKS of
MIXED MATERIALS)
 
My three-dimensional, image-free assemblage
work —affectionately referred to as “trash art”—
is a divergence from the very precise collages I
also create. It allows for freedom of expression in
a messier, more intuitive way. While there is still 
precision and care in how I place materials, I am
interested in elevating the beauty of debris and 
overlooked objects found along roadsides and 
highways, collected along solitary walking routes 
in moments of contemplation much like sea glass 
on a beach at low tide. I am particularly drawn to 
spilled and smashed remnants of car accidents for 
the charged energy I imagine they contain.

By elevating discarded materials, I create beauty
from what is often ignored or dismissed. This
work is a response to ideas I explored in my
college thesis, Art Every Day, as well as the
Japanese philosophy of wabi-sabi with its
embrace of impermanence, transience, and
decay. These themes continue to guide my
practice; I aim to pay close attention to man-
made consumer materials typically taken for
granted and thus overlooked, repurposing them.

I began making this work partly due to the habitual 
exercise patterns I follow when my mind is most
distracted,often walking the same roads repeatedly.
Because I often travel with my head lowered, I
have always been attentive to what lies on the
ground beneath my downward gaze. I have especially 
found myself fascinated by broken car headlights and 
other fragments, imagining what they could become 
when thoughtfully arranged.

I have always been a bit of a magpie, and this has
been an empowering and freeing practice —one that 
yields me fulfillment but also, increasingly, some bit
of delight to share.

Tuesday, April 21, 2026

Americana lunch box fare as silver platter still-life display

Provisionally titled:  “A patient’s muddled perspective of Renfrew shaded by bewilderment, resentment, and the passage of six years” (2010 and more recently revisited)
Shown here is a 10 inch square trompe l'oeil acrylic still life painting by me that I mounted on a black canvas base, created using many thinly applied layers —note the somewhat warty, plastered texture in closer detail.

The central silver tray of sweet American junk food includes PopTarts and various Hostess snacks; more I made the addition of a melted popsicle that only today I readjusted for a better rendition of the thawing spread of frozen juice.  Fittingly, I chose a “lolly” in our nation’s colors, as an ode to the sloppy, reckless handling of our imperfect democracy.

After fiddling with this more than once I am hoping to finally leave this beast alone!  It’s part of my personal collection but I’m inviting anyone to purchase one of my innumerable collages on canvas, as there are many still looking for homes and I accept generally whatever can be spared. 
 

Friday, April 10, 2026

"Americone Heartland"

(An attempt at something topical)

Hand-cut collage art with Mod Podge sealant on 12 inch square mounted canvas with periwinkle blue spray paint and b&w acrylics (for “smoke” overlay), trimmed in tar grey sparkle washi tape

 
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Saturday, March 28, 2026

“Drought Conditions At Sundown”

Late-winter hand-cut collage with painted acrylic skyline & Mod Podge on 8 in. x 10 in. mounted canvas + marbled washi tape border as side embellishment, along with fine Sharpie

 

(The rather raw black & white nude of me is from a portrait series completed with the late photographer Art Kochs 15-16 years ago on the cold rock faces of a coastal Maine quarry)

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Sunday, March 22, 2026

"Experiment in Vernal Pastels"

(Mixed-Media Trash Collage For A Delayed Spring)

Includes ripped apart purple cotton socks, broken clear shards of plastic car head/tail lights from area collisions, various plastic bags, assorted sequins, rose gold glitter, silver satin & faded stiff silk ribbon, torn paper, acrylic & spray paint, hot glue, Mod Podge sealant on two conjoined mounted canvas boards measuring 20 x 8 inches with washi tape edging

#trashart #mixedmediacollage #unconventionalmaterials #eastercolors #springpastels #craftingexperiment

Wednesday, March 11, 2026

"Bahama Baz": A portrait to salute her mother's birthday

Sabastienne ("Baz") depicted at 4 1/3 years of age vacationing in Late-August 2025 on 9 inch x 11 1/2 inch Strathmore tan charcoal paper using standard no. 2 lead mechanical pencils, a tortillon smudge stick, and gum erasers

 
And as previously sketched at 3 months in Summer 2021 for her father's birthday...