I started to explore abstract images through photography in the early 1980s, while living in Colorado Springs -- but I was quickly drawn to places outside the city, where the visual content of auto wrecking yards (infused with decomposition) offered me a different perspective. These ghost town-like places were homes to unique collisions of form and color that were undergoing pronounced transformations.
I entered into a new relationship with vibrant pallets, strange forms and the essence of natural, abstract beauty.
By the mid 80s, I worked in commercial photo labs making pin registered photo compositions, using vacuum presses in dark rooms. That pre Photoshop experience offered creative ways to build lithographic architectural layers.
Transplanted to New Hampshire during 1988 I continued working as a film technician where my passion for abstraction expanded, complemented by the additional focus of nature and my new position as full time Dad. Then, along the way, desktop computer software exploded into something new called the internet -- and all that is now.
As circumstances changed, our family ended up on the West Coast eventually migrating to Sequim Washington. By about 2005, I was magnetically attracted to the local boat repair yards of Port Townsend -- where once again I found myself searching for collisions of form, color and new abstract compositions.
The 2014 Port Townsend images evolved into increasingly complex graphic files, which became inspirations for my acrylic painting attempts -- but, unfortunately these digital graphics were far beyond my painting abilities -- so in frustration I accepted artistic defeat. I abandoned most painting projects, then transferred my files into my expanding digital junkyard.
In late 2019, I decided to disconnect my internet, tuning-out the dysfunctional noise of internet connectivity. Fortunately, out of growing boredom, I quickly rediscovered my digital junkyard. I was stimulated and re-inspired, renewing my relationship with art. As if panning for gold, I started spending more and more time expanding new ideas and reconnecting with my core artistic spirit.
By mid January 2020, as Covid-19 intensified -- I was making substantial daily progress inventing new techniques to transform imagery into higher states of abstraction.
My recurring déjà vu -- is to realize how my current digital work mirrors the natural transformative cycle of decay that was taking place in the wrecking yards that inspired me, forty years ago. A year ago, I thought this evolving work was my culmination series -- but as more time unfolds, I see this on-going journey as an expanding exploration, where the gift of time is profoundly beautiful -- and an opportunity to grow. My journey has been private, primarily because of insecurity and wondering if what I'm doing matters -- but, as these new images progress, I feel a greater wish for people to see where I've been -- and offer a hint as to where I'm headed to.
The name Tractus Lux is intended to express the concept of Pulling Light -- which I think is metaphorical in terms of how the process of art is like a process of creative mining.