Bows

As evocations, bows run the gambit. They top gifts and symbolize celebration, but also conjure idioms like, “the ties that bind” and “tied up in knots.” They suggest both a barrier to entry, and a surprise waiting to be received. These bows start as feelings; I sense into where they pinch and expand, where they inhale and unfurl. What they gather, what they protect, what they decorate. I trace this feeling onto the canvas and begin raking lines meditatively, as in a Zen garden. Following the lines where they want to go, allowing all meaning to collapse — and expand.