Garden of Forms

Garden of Forms, 2020
Mix media, variable dimensions

Hot pink moon in a burning sky. It hovers between two columns of sea green, between the borders of an endless hour.

Shelter, 2020, 10” x 10”, Oil on birch wood panel

Now the moon is a pale absence in the morning sky. Now the building is on fire, licked by tongues of pink, yellow, and pale peach. The flames reach for the outer walls, wanting them for their redness, while the low-lying hills of blue and green keep their distance.

Morning star, 2020, 10” x 10”, 2020, Oil on birch wood panel

The sunlight bakes the archways until they radiate with the warm glow of the coast, azure shadows emerging from the depths to lap gently against the soaring stone. Three figures pose defiantly at the entrance to this passage. They are out of place and yet they are at home here; the swooping curves of arches reflected in their heavy limbs.

Reclining lovers, 2020, 24” x 30”, Oil on birch wood panel

Red and yellow are shimmering, gleaming, cut by a folded metallic beam. Its hard edges drive back the soft surface of the flames.

Fires of twilight, 2020, 9”x12”, Oil on birch wood panel

Rosy light spills from the arched windows that line the aisle, where flowers rise like bright-feathered birds to the ceiling—yellow, orange, magenta, blue. Beyond them, the passage reconfigures into the faded angular shape of a memory.

Growing flower in an aisle ,2020 , 27” x 39, Oil on canvas

Bars of colour like dawn on the coast—tendrils of algal green—liquid drops of red and pink—background and foreground trading places like the shapes of a life in a new city, where you’re almost a stranger to yourself.

Pegan rhythm, 2020, 24” x 30”, Oil on birch wood panel

A tangled mass of laddering green fills the yard. Arches, curves, planks, blue vaults nearly blot out the pale sky. These bright shards fuse around a mass of dark red, like a heart sheltered by the body’s ribs.

The grass was greener, 2020, 40”x 40”, Oil on canvas

In the morning light, the bather is quilted with pink. She enters the water, tenderly lowering her head, reaching her arm toward the blue surfaces, which shatter and splinter around her.

The bather, 2020, 30” x 30”, Oil on birch wood panel

The sunset-coloured hallway opens onto the dimensionless expanse of a cloudless sky and merges with it. Arches line the hallway, the steady beat of their repetition carried forward by the bars of light that pass through them, carving an imaginary staircase into the flat ground, leading toward the center.

Hallway, 2020, 30” x 30”, Oil on birch wood panel

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