As a kid, I witnessed the fallout from large scale harvesting and widespread use of herbicides, pesticides, and other chemicals in the woods of the “Redwood Empire”, the damming of our rivers and - after these incredibly shortsighted practices - the social and economic devastation that resulted from the near failure of our fishing and lumber industries. I’m concerned with the decline of the fisheries and family farms which sustain and strengthen a local economy, and the effect processed, bioengineered, and chemically treated food has on our world.
A pulp mill and a plywood mill operated on the narrow strip of sand that separates our bay from the Pacific, and a nuclear power plant built on an earthquake fault operated at the edge of town, just across from the entrance to the bay.
As a result, I’ve seen health issues following chemical and other toxic exposure that low income population centers are subject to, firsthand, and have seen how whole segments of our population are discarded because of their location, and poverty.
I want to work to help a local, sustainable, and healthy economy flourish, and in addition, help to keep the wealth of knowledge we still have in traditional food production and preparation.
One of my grandpas organized lumber workers as a young man working himself in the woods of Washington state; the other grew up in what became Yosemite National Park and practiced law. They both emphasized to me the importance of fair treatment of people and respect for their labor.
Something I also learned growing up in my family and my community was how it doesn’t hurt sometimes to try to walk in another person’s shoes, and that even with important issues when things get too heavy, like right about now, a good laugh is worth more than just about anything.
I hope my artwork can reflect the beauty of the human form at work, the beauty of the natural world & how humans are a part of it, and still have some humor too.
Through use of textured, tactile and layered surfaces in painting, and looking for ”the moment between moments; the measure left unmeasured” in drawing, I hope I can convey some of the joy I’ve seen in labor, the beauty in renewal and decay, things falling apart, and also very much the joy I’ve gotten from both the land and the sea.