I am affected by light more than any other external factor. My face turns towards the sun like a sunflower, trying to soak up the warmth of the rays. On dark days I am slow and quiet. I shiver under the darkening sky of a thunderstorm and feel a crushing urge to flee. The long, dark shadows of an autumn afternoon infuse me with a strange balance of sadness and contentment. The pink clouds of sunrise fill me with hope.
It is the quality of light, weather patterns, and dramatic skies particular to the American Midwest that I attempt to capture in my work. In my quilts, I visually abstract the landscape while also bringing it into sharper emotional focus. Diligent photographic documentation of the sky forms the starting point for decisions about composition and color, which are then shaped by mood and memory.