I was born and raised in New York City and currently reside in San Francisco. I studied film (New York University) and then earned my graduate degree in architecture (University of Colorado).

This painting was inspired by a puddle I stepped into in Paris, at the Place Des Voges. The light was very dim and I can’t remember why I looked down at the “right” moment. There was something about the arrangement of spilled paint, cigarette butts and bits of paper and chewed gum that took on a kind of infinite space; a layered history of that part of the sidewalk. I had no camera or sketchbook with me so I took a proverbial mental picture and hoped the image would follow me back to the States. It did.

As with all my work, I began building the picture in layers. The old, wet sidewalk served as the foundation. The illusion of depth, aided by the water and darkness, had made the puddle appear bottomless. The painting became a journey through the space of that small area and eventually lost ties with notions of scale and even gravity.

The materials are as eclectic as the puddle. I used oil paint, tar, tree sap and sand among other things.