Composition
Music and dance sweep me away. That always unexpected wonder. Bowie, Cage, a Bach cantata, a modern ballet piece. And, of course, always Stravinsky. There are those greats.
On the canvas, the fleeting moment of experiencing it all becomes, in a way, tangible. It doesn’t need to tell a story. The color, the lines, the interplay, the composition, it is what it is.
Music and dance sweep me away. That always unexpected wonder. Bowie, Cage, a Bach cantata, a modern ballet piece. And, of course, always Stravinsky. There are those greats.
On the canvas, the fleeting moment of experiencing it all becomes, in a way, tangible. It doesn’t need to tell a story. The color, the lines, the interplay, the composition, it is what it is.
