this work is derived from the last five year at ponquogue bay… looking at and learning the bay… i could never know it as a fisher or a clammer know it… only as i with my camera know it.
this year was different… kathleen briefly in the hospital… accelerated the sense and memory of mortality… i was home looking at footage from the last few years… i wanted to show better what i was seeing and thinking… the changes of light, the feeling that it was all one fabric… by breaking things down to the square forms that held the light and color within them and were in constant flux… so rapid that i needed to slow them until they were visible… and there was my seeing a milton avery painting of the beach and water and duration… and a hartley… and then there was a klee… i knew these paintings as a kid in new york… this art made around the wars was there to be recalculated by me: to find a way out of the grayness of my mind and environs… perhaps these painters were hopeful… for me it was a cognitive solution to the bleakness.
