Painting Is…

I want to swim with the creatures of my dreams, and taunt the creatures of my nightmares.

These beings toy with sex, violence, instinct, and attraction.

I paint because I am an onlooker.

         I am a voyeur on those that I know and do not know.

         I want to imagine their stories.

I paint because I am selfish.

         I am fascinated by what attracts my attention, what scares and intrigues me.

I paint because I long for the moments of pure ecstasy that I once or never had.

My paintings are the ecstasy I will always have.

I paint to erase memories that I cannot stop re-playing in my head.

Talking and writing are not enough for closure. Painting is.