I made these while holding a small piece of white quartz my Dad mailed to me. Looking into it, I kept seeing a cliffside, something eroding, something holding. These paintings follow that tension. Solitude tied to purpose. A chair for rest, a structure for endurance. Echoes of The Lighthouse and Garden State sit underneath it. A psychological space as much as physical.
Each work is available and priced to move.🚨DM me
Rock Mountain No.1 14.3”x 23.8”
Rock Mountain Smoking Spot No.2 24”x 36”
Oil on linen
