Random events throughout our lives shape our vision. Abstract images can connect with this past, both consciously & subconsciously. I am intrigued by observing the collusion of nature & man as it accidentally creates art. I enjoy a perverse amusement that a lot of these compositions are comprised of what you might overlook, what would be deemed ugly: erosion, collision, rust, and rot, yet when presented without identification they can be beautiful, seductive, and emotionally evocative. These compositions have evolved over a period of years. They seem concrete, permanent, yet they are transitory: freight cars move and get retagged, the high prices of scrap metals in recent years resulted in most of the seasoned salvage yards being obliterated. Often I am only days, if not hours, ahead of the crusher. These pieces of incidental art vanish. I capture the moment of their existence.
It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.
– Henry David Thoreau
The titles do not identify the subjects of the abstract images. I prefer to leave the first impression of my work unencumbered by the influence of subject recognition to elicit an undistracted reaction based upon the viewer’s own personal experience.
C E Morse
It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.
– Henry David Thoreau
The titles do not identify the subjects of the abstract images. I prefer to leave the first impression of my work unencumbered by the influence of subject recognition to elicit an undistracted reaction based upon the viewer’s own personal experience.
C E Morse