These new floral paintings are a description of the chaos and complexity of nature from which it is only sometimes possible to find order. But beauty or meaning does not always require order to be truthful, and truth does not require exactitude in rendering. I prefer the wild tangle and interconnectedness of life as my subject over the isolation of the single bloom from its visual context.
The scenes I choose to paint are the ones that leave me awestruck, whether by colour, light, shape, or a floral delicacy or hardiness which could never be man-made. The work attempts to convey empathy and gratitude. They are, ironically, my response to a recent move into downtown Toronto with its sirens, condo cranes, jackhammers, and potted gardens.