Before going to sleep Jen and I used to ask each other what the best and worst part of the day was. Usually the best part was something like, “When you walked by me and ran your fingers through my hair,” or, “When we were at the hospital and you held my hand.” The day after we found out Jen’s liver was failing we came home with Hospice Care and spent the evening with family and friends. That night, as we lay next to each other for possibly the last time, I asked Jen what she loved the most about that day. Jen thought for a minute then turned and, looking deeper into my eyes than ever before, Jen said, “I Loved it all.”
"I started this project by chance. I wanted to change something in my life and I started to talk about this subject with a friend of mine.
I decided to start taking some pictures of human bodies using water as theatre. I wanted to create something new, giving to the pictures a third dimension.”
Watch this cat spend more time in a swimming pool than I have all summer.
Curses! Foiled again!
2012 Holi Festival of Colors at Spanish Fork, Utah.
Unknown I, lithographic crayon on Dura-Lar, 48” x 30”, 2009
This series of drawings presents the most severe form of isolation as loneliness that is experienced when physically surrounded by other people. This is a specific form of loneliness that is involuntary and imposed upon by others, creating a state of discontent characterized by bitterness and a sense of punishment. The presence of others is what can heighten and intensify the experience of loneliness for an individual. These works depict figure groups wading in an infinite and undefined body of water. I visually portray loneliness as the experience of feeling unseen and unknown within a group.