Life, by its very nature is organic; things can spin out of control, twist and turn, and sometimes feeling like everything is going in, and coming from different directions simultaneously. We attempt to impose structure on it, to control, organize and contain the chaos that is our lives.
I have always worked with line, but is has been controlled. Now my line twists and turns, and is constantly in motion. Not only is the line going in many directions, but I’m constantly turning it as a work, looking at it, and applying layers of line from multiple directions creating texture and depth. Even though the application of the line may seem chaotic, it forms a random pattern that unifies it. Patterns, planned or random, are superimposed to structure to the work. The lines are often contained, bound within series of geometric shapes or revealed though openings of color, giving one a glimpse of a layer that was previously hidden. In some works the introduction of color or negative space pushes back the line, and or rises above the ever-encroaching line creating depth.
In reality, it is the structure and the contrast of elements within the pieces that creates the chaos, attempting to contain, control, order the line, forcing it to function within the world it is apart of, but the line wants to simply exist for line’s sake; to be free, calm, quiet, and retreat into a world of its own.