Like the Naturalists and Luminaries, Thomas Moran, George Innes, Asher Durand, Thomas Cole, and Albert Bierstadt, traveling to Yellowstone seeking "God" in the land, I am a Twenty First Century artist yearning for a renewed sense of this "spirituality" nature holds. However, I discover and create with a new language, a new media, working with the changing profile of commercial and traditional landscape by a new mixed media I call Photo Painting Dioramas.
By recreating in miniature the historical land of our time, a safe, contained perspective creates a stop in time, allowing an emotional memory to form. This memory is stronger than truth. It has the ability to reawaken a spirituality, and a respect for nature, for being softly in love with the world we inhabit. What is it about the past in the mind that often makes one love it more? Why does a memory become stronger than truth?