There was a painter. He kind of lived in his own world. I think somewhere in Texas he was on an island. He considered himself a fisherman by trade. I don’t know that he lived off the fish, there must also have been money coming in from something else. And I think he thought that he was some kind of an angel.

My paintings are concerned with the complex nature of personal identity and public persona, particularly focusing on women and culture. Simultaneously, I have long been interested in the metaphorical potential of objects as conveyors of meaning. By incorporating the object into the mix of varied painting events on the canvas, I attempt to mimic how information comes to us and how meaning is made, bit by bit — real life alongside memory, poetry next to prose.

This work reflects my interests in "directed perception"-that is, how I see a thing when it has been pointed out to me, or when some aspect of it suddenly captures my attention. I find that seeing is selective. Landscape elements or other objects surrounding or acting as background to the indicated thing are within my visual field, but I do not perceive or recall them. This paradox of vision, that I see and remember only that which has caught my interest, is carried further in the presentation of these images.