skky phoenix

In a weather beaten studio, high on a hill overlooking the dark waters of gloomy Puget Sound, a crackling AM radio station spits out hypnotic melodies from dreamy distorted guitars while a distant ship fires its horn as it sets off to sea.  Ink and paint from the artist’s brush spill out onto ragged paper, forming images of past-life desert visions, hallucinations from boggy marshes, strange travels through time and the occasional creature engaging in delinquent behavior.