In 2003 I closed my Vashon/Seattle garden sculpture studio and moved to California. Like many before me, this move to the land of dreams had a profound affect upon my art. The sculptures you see here are the result of this attempt to find and nurture an artistic voice reflective of an intense personal journey.

Working with many media, I sculpted and changed – sometimes with a grinder and sometimes a sawzall – I chopped up, burned, crumpled, stomped upon, folded, turned upside down, deleted and altered. One theme through it all was my determination to move away from dense heavy forms into a lighter, more mobile and relatively quicker worked medium. This exploration in new forms and materials moved alongside a more emotionally expressive direction within myself.

The result of these years of experimentation and wrong starts is this current group of figures. These are the ones that survived; and they are mostly made from various sizes of chicken wire.

As I struggled and played with my creative process over the last seven years, my emotional, spiritual, physical approach to the world has changed. I believe that the sculptural investigation altered my psyche as much as I altered the material.

Thus I moved toward making light, airy, transparent bodies in agile poses of wonder or vulnerability. They are deeply reflective of my own states of consciousness from moment to moment. They connect intimately with the space they inhabit, in relationship to the viewer and to the physical environment.

A significant impetus, and one that has recently lead me to return to the Pacific Northwest, was the life-changing interactions with my new partner. Again and again, the joy of this connection is present in the sculpture and drawing.