"For me, the cactus is an event held still.
Dense, spiked, concentrated — an explosion that remains motionless. Confined to its pot, its form becomes increasingly concentrated until the flower breaks through: an almost excessive abundance, present for only a brief moment. The flower appears with an intensity that creates a sense of unease in me. Its moment of greatest intensity is also the moment of its disappearance.
The cactus challenges me. Its still complexity demands painting — close attention, repetition, and return."
Dense, spiked, concentrated — an explosion that remains motionless. Confined to its pot, its form becomes increasingly concentrated until the flower breaks through: an almost excessive abundance, present for only a brief moment. The flower appears with an intensity that creates a sense of unease in me. Its moment of greatest intensity is also the moment of its disappearance.
The cactus challenges me. Its still complexity demands painting — close attention, repetition, and return."
