I walk through my neighborhood with a growing feeling of stewardship. I live in Bay Ridge, with views of the Verrazano Narrows and the NYC Harbor. I am feeling complicit. Neighborhoods like mine are the last stop for plastic waste before it ends up in the ocean. I am making paintings that show the pollution we as individuals can do something about. I want others to see what I see and feel the same anger and remorse I feel. A plastic bag I see floating down the road or a straw sitting in the drainage grate is on its way to the ocean unless I stop it.
A related series of paintings that I have recently begun are on a macro-level like the giant ships. This is the deregulated fossil fuel industry. I began painting power plants in the NYC area earlier this year. The current government has reversed direction on energy, encouraging pollution and denying climate change. This angers me and drives me to make paintings of these injustices.