Not Out of the Woods
Carved marks create movement and structure; they build textures and express emotions. In my new work, foreboding, sorrow, and dread predominate. My point of view turns inward. The forest speaks to me of fairytales and mystery, where danger lurks. Children become lost in the woods. The trees breathe and move. Moss grows, dries, and hangs in tangles from branches. I see a forest on fire and the aftermath.
Woodcut is my tradition and my muse. It connects me to landscapes, places, sensations, and memories.