Abstraction

Blessed are the weird people: poets, misfits, writers, mystics, painters, troubadours for they teach us to see the world through different eyes. -Jacob Nordby

I am a photographer. I wasn’t an abstract artist. My journey discovering abstract art begins with curiosity in phone apps. I have turned applications into art, fine-tuning and layering. My instinct for what I call ordered chaos—arranging a variety of different objects together for an artistic whole—drives my work.

As I delve ever deeper into abstracts, I ground all of them in photography. My abstractions are not bound by but they pay homage to a life long journey in photography while I evolve in exploration of photograph abstraction, pulling Cosmos from a Leonid Afremov painting or Shards from drinking glasses.

I don’t know where this cross purpose to realism is taking me, but I am enjoying the journey. I am an explorer in the terrain of a child’s strewn toys. I don’t try to make anymore sense of this work than that because it really is both a journey and a destination. I cross intersections of photography, digital media, and, sometimes, painting, mine and others, in ever-expanding ways of understanding and evolving art.