NOT SO HAPHAZARD and my pivot from writer to making art began abruptly. I’m reluctant to call it a “vision,” but one evening as my head touched the pillow, I saw in my mind what I wanted to see on my living room wall. I headed downstairs and began to play, on a quest for linear elements and a pristine background.

As I experimented with lighting and different times of day, I found myself playing with shadows and dimensionality, free-falling into a world of ideas that burst like popcorn in my head.

Finding an unexpected beauty in the randomness of the process, I called the series Haphazard. But then as I toggled between my natural compulsion for control and a fervent wish to let things fall as they may, I renamed the work Not So Haphazard. Some of the constructions resulted from gravity. Then I began tweaking, realigning, and finally building from scratch, one piece at a time, employing precision and balance. If you’ve explored creating art of any kind, you know that control is fleeting. Frustration. Fun.

Depending on the medium, there is an alchemy that can happen, transforming your original concept into something surprising and magical.

My artwork represents an equilibrium between chance and control, the harmony of linear lines, and the thrill of abstraction.

“LIGHT, COLOR AND MOVEMENT — HALLUCINOGENIC ABSTRACTIONS COMPOSED OF
LINEAR LINES, REFLECTIONS, TEXTURE AND TRIPPY EXPLOSIONS OF COLOR.”