Hanging Garden of Moons
2022, collage and acrylic on panel, 20 x 20”

This painting began the way many of mine do—with no plan, just spray paint and lace. Layers of fluorescent color laid down in wild, unpredictable patterns. I wasn’t sure where it was going until I remembered the 1984 World Atlas I’ve used in so many collages. I’m down to the last pages now, and there they were: the constellations. A sky full of them, waiting.

The Hanging Garden of Moons came together like a strange alignment—intense, glowing color meeting the quiet logic of stars. The lace patterns feel like space dust, the bright hues like alien flora, and the cut maps like a moonlit archive of a forgotten galaxy.

It’s not just a collage. It’s a constellation I built from scraps and instinct. And I love it.

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