The students hauled up the deepest trap yet to be set; it was over 1,500 meters deep. With shrieks of fear they discovered what lives at the deepest of depths. What lives at the deepest of depths, you ask, dear reader? I shall tell you.
Costa Rica is green: the tropical plants, the camouflaged bugs, the overgrown thrushes, the reflections of ribbed leaves on the wet pavement in the rainy season. I chose to shoot black-and-white with the intention to reveal the tonality in the greens and to portray the diffused light casting shadows in the canopy of the forest.
These paintings are records of various insults against our rivers in folly and/or purposeful assault. The rooms below the surface/the skin of the bodies of water were recorded: deep rooms where things are locked away, out of sight from the surface.
I like to use art to express patterns and forces in the invisible and sensory world: the natural movement of water in watercolors to form earth strata, mixed media to create the mood of a birch grove, the use of form and earthen colors to explore land and dirt.