Not long ago, I discovered that there are adult Americans who have literally no idea what has been done to others, by this country, in our name, in our very lifetime. (I find this out when I paint something political, and nobody recognizes the reference.) So, I’ve resolved to contribute to the collective memory with some art. Guantanamo Bay, and Abu Ghraib are ripe with images begging for witness. But, more than just retelling history, I want to explore abstraction… ways we were all dehumanized by what was done, ways the psyche processes things that can never be quantified, never be justified. It’s been a journey, trying to find the place where an image is dissolved to its very essence.

Thus, after struggling some with too much realism, I finally found my way.

(Here are 1 and 2…)