Wabi-sabi...

Revealing the concealed, layer after layer.

Delicate, translucent.

A life lived.

A loss grieved.

An experience integrated.

Marking, drawing, painting, and then sanding back.

Painting, drawing and mark-making again,

adding detritus and discarded but beautiful patterns and shapes.

Layering paintings like the palimpsests of our lives.

Art full of wabi-sabi wisdom, the perfection of imperfection

and occasional broken-open places is marked with time, scars, incisions and alterations...

just like our own bodies.

These are paintings as reflections of getting INTO and UNDER our skin –

weathered, worn, wonderful and wise.

Touched, held, loved and altered by human exchanges.

They are like writing on skin

in the fashion of monks of olden times,

repeatedly writing and erasing whilst leaving traces...

recording our loves, losses, laughter, lives.

This body of work is made up of inside-out images

that comprise a presence practice,

revealing hidden treasures.