While creating these new pieces of work, my mind and soul have been consumed with beholding the splendid emergence of youth as I watch my six year old daughter transform from my baby to a young independent girl. Seemingly, I feel passively frozen in time as she speeds into her future with delightful curiosity. Simultaneously, I am struggling with the human experience of aging and feeling helpless against the relative physicality of time, as I watch my ninety-three year old Grandmother gracefully approach the next spiritual level of becoming. These artworks reflect my reactions to these most human experiences. Neutral whites, whispers of gold, silver, gray, and greens seem to be crucial colors of expression. Three-dimensional forms frozen in beeswax and resin echo my memories. Escaping Neverland is an endless journey in which we all symbiotically travel. Occasionally, we are able to catch wonderful glimpses of this enchanting existence.
