Our home in upstate New York was perched above a bluff overlooking the Hudson Valley and the history-rich Hudson River. I would sit on our staircase looking out the window, squinting to see the river’s distant edges and tree-lined shoreline bending southeast towards Storm King Mountain, a hazy natural river view filled with atmosphere and ever-changing colors and weather and sunsets. These views were magical to me. The movement and sounds of the boats and barges on their river journey to and from New York City, all these memories holding so much magic and possibility for me to explore in my work.
Sometimes something stirs deep inside you when you make art your life’s work, waiting for exploration and discovery. I want to paint these scenes from memory, over and over with colors, gestures, nuances of perspective. To capture somehow my experience of place and that emotional connection to the landscape as I saw and felt it, and share that with others, using paint and process as my dialogue.