HOPE

During a recent time of global chaos, hope seemed impossible. I went into the studio and unrolled some unstretched canvases, wondering if wishing for hope might bring it into being. Beginning with black ink and adding many layers, symbols, shapes and the palette appeared without too much thinking. I trusted in the process as I held hope in my mind. This time-consuming, meditative process evolved into a balance of sparkly orbs and tiny dots that appeared to be filtered through a debris of lightness and dark. The act of painting proved transformative as, in the end, I found myself feeling hopeful about a few things.