April 22, 2023 - May 14, 2023
The landscapes of South Africa are still wild enough to be magical. They are the kind of places that inspire reverence, in whatever form one chooses. The act of looking, feeling, and making is one of paying homage. I want my work to carry the feeling of the life in the land; the curious little cool spots that nurture strange, endemic plants, and the possibility of discoveries that reveal things we did not know, the echo of patterns in the microscopic and the macroscopic. I can’t paint that kind of detail, but I can suggest that it is there – illusions that reveal biological truth.
There is a strange duality to this - examining places with an artist’s eye (witnessing the tinythings, identifying patterns, pondering each colour) while at the same time, painting myself out of the picture*. Of course, I am invested in every mark, measuring the pulse of something fragile and pausing with it to take a deep breath, witnessing. Our experiences of the landscape are intimations of both our significance and our insignificance – an idea that is increasingly percolating to the surface of our consciousness.
*I recently heard artist Corey Hardeman use this phrase and I couldn’t resist borrowing it.