Misty Sheen Mountains, 2021

This work transforms the act of painting into a metaphor for geological time—where every layer becomes sediment, every gesture a tectonic shift, and consciousness itself takes physical form as a mountain range emerging from the depths of something ancient and unknowable. The heavily impasted surface holds decades of pressure in a single moment: below, midnight blues churn with the weight of everything submerged, while above, atmospheric greys and misty whites suggest the threshold where darkness finally learns to breathe. Between them rises a ridge of textured peaks—not mountains you climb, but the emotional topography you become when you stop running from what lives beneath the surface. The scattered jewels of color buried throughout whisper that transformation isn’t about reaching the summit—it’s about honoring every stratum that brought you here, every layer that had to compress and crack and finally break open to reveal the light.

Note: This painting has a 2-inch depth, giving it a more substantial profile than most pieces. Please review the photos to see its depth and dimension.