Distant View- Falls, Boulder Canyon, 2020, oil on canvas, 9 x 12 inches

Moraine Park, Estes Park, 2020, oil on canvas, 9 x 12 inches

Eldorado Springs, 2020, oil on canvas, 9 x 12 inches

Weeping White Birch, October, 2020, oil on canvas, 9 x 12 inches

Arborglyphs- Upper Gem Lake Trail, 2020, oil on canvas, 9 x 12 inches

RMNP- The Pool, Cub Lake, 2020, oil on canvas, 9 x 12 inches

Rainbow Chase, 2020, oil on canvas, 9 x 12 inches

Estes- June 2018, 2020, oil on canvas, 28 x 22 inches

"Memory is delay. Memory is a fragment. Memory is of the body that passed. Memory is the trace of a wave goodbye made with a slightly clenched fist."

- Robert Morris // In Conversation with W.J.T. Mitchell // 1994

If I could cite a specific location where I began to create memories, it would be Colorado. I lived there from about age three or four (I can't be sure) to about six. I am left with fragments of visual triggers that link me to an unrecoverable state of being. It seems unreal and my connection invalid, but these memories and experiencing the place again strengthen the connection.

"The need for memory is a need for history. [...]"

- Pierre Nora // Realms of Memory // 1984