I’ve been struggling with a “new” series of paintings that are intended to express our complicated and ambiguous relationship to home.  On the one hand, home is a safe haven we feel the instant we turn the key in the door and step across the threshold. Our shoulders drop, our jaw loosens. Ahhhhhhh, we made it through another day.  

 Home is also the keeper of our skeletons in the closet and without a home I imagine we would be forced to carry them around with us for all to see.

 Here is one attempt to visually express these thoughts of mine.  

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