Now, Where is the Beginning and Where is the End? - 2020
This body of work is a language between the force of the ocean and the veracity of aging.
Old age is a lot like a pandemic lockdown. It limits what you are able to do. It keeps you confined to the same place with a lot of the same activities. It destroys your immunity, mortally, and claims the agility of your body. It makes you dependable on others for care, food, and mobility. Yet, somehow, through the loss of control, these people are able to make jokes and tell stories and ask each other, “And how are you doing today?” They love to gossip and keep up to date on the news, and mostly they like to be silly and laugh. They are so in the moment. There is no where else to be. The past is way gone and the future is ending. They are at the last stretch.
The titles of these paintings are from conversations I have experienced with the elderly people I care for. They have lifetimes of knowledge to share, and I feel I am always learning more about life and death from these people. Some of the titles will not make sense because of the way they were communicated to me, but I want to give a glance into old age and what it does to speech, how we are still communicating regardless of missing words and jumbled meanings.
This series is painted from memory, emotions, sounds, touch, and pictures taken while visiting the coast of England.
It's Good to Exercise, But You Also Have The People You Can Give The Leftovers to Upstairs When They Need It