The
Fires of Kilauea paintings evolved from a spectacular eruption I
witnessed in the early 70’s with some Hawaiian friends.
Instead of fleeing to the sea to escape calamity, they packed ti
leaves and an
enormous quantity of food to eat and as offerings (to Pele, the goddess of
volcanoes) and we drove across the pahoehoe (smooth solidified lava) fields
straight into Armageddon. We
stood among the rivers of fire, felt the intense heat and heard the hiss
and crackle of lava consuming the landscape as new land was being created.
It was simultaneously cataclysmic and sensual.
I begin each
painting by blocking
in areas of color and light/dark values with a large brush and medium
viscosity acrylic. I later switch to palette knives and high viscosity
paint for the mountain and lava textures.
For chaotic eruptions I employ splattering and dripping techniques.
Pouring, pulling and pushing the paint render smoother flowing
effects. References to Pele
the Volcano Goddess appear as subtle female forms in the lava in a Femme
Fatale spectrum of reds.
This body of work
explores my fascination with volcanoes as both geologic wonder and
culture/legend of the Pacific Islanders.
My large-scale paintings bring the viewer to the rim of an
exploding volcano and it's dramatic motion, color and texture depicting
the birth of new land. My goal
is to communicate the mana of volcano lands to the viewer. (mana; Hawaiian: roughly translates as supernatural
power, strength, might, authority, often with spiritual connotation)
I am exploring economy of detail and color in communicating volcanic drama, mana and the legends of ancient Polynesia.