Shared Solitude
1993

A show is a private moment made public; an intimate space made collective.

In his surrender to Creativity, when he is a tool in greater molding hands, the artist becomes a target attracting concealed thoughts, veiled emotions, and revealing observations that struggle their way from the contained invisible world into the ordered chaos of the sensory one. To submit himself to these transforming powers is to accept to be an open wound, fragile yet healing, where passing experiences and fading moments are imprinted in his being and transfigured into cells in his organism. To deliver his life to its selective destiny and dictated choices is to be transferred through space and time to images that breathe his spirit and communicate his presence beyond the appearances of reality. The individual and the universal are intertwined.

As you enter the showroom, you enter one's solitude: know that around you are traces of the trail of a wayfaring soul, stations of her journey where her fate rests: windows onto her labors, struggles, contemplations, and aspirations; witnesses of her encounters with Love, Death, Pleasure, Time, God, Nature, and the Devil; Images extracted from her reflections on the absurdity of Man's knowledge, power, and wealth and the hypocrisy of his freedom, law, and justice.

As you accompany my wandering, listen; you may be able to hear voices you avoid by diving into evasive hyperactivity and futile production; you may find an invitation to leave the fortress of your security and comfort and to discover the source of life in you.you might retrieve yourself in this shared solitude.