My tree of history grows high upon a hill, overlooking the banks of the Croton Reservoir. From there, a modest rivertraverses down through the mountain town. Converging with the currents, it eventually reaches the Hudson Delta. This river of time flows as the tree of history grows. My voyage of life, comparable to that of the great tidal estuary, flows both ways.
I create work that implements the aesthetics once used by Hudson River School Painters. In paintings, pure imagination can be depicted within a scene. A composite of experience and idealism is represented on canvas by brush strokes. However, using a photographic medium, I reconceptualize their approach to Luminism; by rendering the actual light, which happens to be the true subject of each existing day. In my efforts to locate that divine light, I embody the painters’ passion for exploration. Scouting was used by the school to formulate studies of indigenous habitats, each with their own distinctive elements. Upon intense examination of brief field sketches, a variety of elements were deemed worthy of compositing into a single themed piece. As I sculpt a ‘Hudson River Valley Landscape’ today, experiences from oversea adventures linger as I perceive New York’s own history. My formal studies allow for a fantastically ideal description of land I revere. Using raw data, I too coalesce related ideals with the advent of modern day tools. The reasoning for this is to create a harmoniously divine frame.
We continuously flow along the River of Time. It is when our vessel happens to rest upon a sandy cove, that we may question and contemplate our earthly origins, the mysterious past. The escapism found along these banks regenerate the sublimity in us. Therefore, I invite the viewers to rehabilitate themselves in each rendered instance.
