Layers of air, dozens of subtle glazes one atop the other.With each brush stroke I am able to “touch”, both dismantle and reassemble the layers of reality around me. From touch comes safety, intimacy, authenticity - qualities I find in people, not places - my search for "home" after innumerable childhood upheavals.I paint and create to decipher, make contact, with each fragmented experience. Just as I touch with my skin, my paintbrush, my clothes bend and stretch with me, a testimony of what I am channeling.This painting is born of a daughters connection to her mother, silence filled with care and attention, the rhythmicity of hemming the skirt bearing witness
