I’ve always been fascinated by decay.
Not in the icky sense, but in the natural sense.
As a young boy growing up in the Catskills, nature ruled.
Rusted cars enchained by vines and shrubbery, dilapidated
and long-forgotten houses...these were not hard to
find, and I always wondered about their stories, and
that now nobody cared and nature was left to do
what it does, and it was all still beautiful.
My process of creating a work of art involves scratching, erasing, layering and generally building up a kind of “history” in the piece. Though not quite decay it evokes the relentless passage of time.