The Circus as Metaphor
 
The circus is an environment I delve into that allows room for all the metaphor I need to express my deepest investigations into the unconscious. As in my own subliminal existence, the circus is filled with dramatic fanfare. Acrobats perform nimble twists and turns, daring feats set against nebulous, lofty interiors full of stars, stripes and light eruptions. Glittery dressed performers release gossamer thin swings, reaching out to translucent partners to catch them before they fall. Jugglers toss endless objects into sailing motion, much too many to catch or resend. And horses fly through the atmosphere, pounding hooves carrying the most delicate figures balanced in sheaths of light.
 
When I paint, a panoramic, ephemeral world full of revelation emerges; astonishing, mercurial, ~effusive flashes of effervescent mirage.