About

Curved, straight, blurred—the world is made up of lines. We draw them in the sand. People cross them. We all hate waiting in them.

Sharp and angular, lines create intricate geometric forms and patterns. Smooth and curved, lines can be abstract, revealing no discernible arrangement. Lines define the edges of a leaf or a tree, or become obscured in a blurred reflection. The crow’s feet etched near the corner of the eye hint of a genuine smile or mischievous smirk. In the foreground, in the middle, over and under, straight and angled—lines offer up layers of pleasing simplicity or of mind-boggling complexity.

The symmetrical and repetitive designs found in both man-made and natural objects catch my eye. I notice the rusty pilings of a pier. A bike rack on a beach captivates my attention, its lines curving and straight. The mysterious silhouette of a grove of trees just past dusk enchants me. I find myself fascinated by the layers in the petals of a water lily, the leaves and their rust-tinged edges. The color and curves of a “garden” of whimsical bottles transports me to a surreal, otherworldly landscape.

Lines are everywhere. Finding and capturing them is what I love.

(Unless, of course, they are football lines on a soccer field. Those are just wrong!) :-)

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