My family has Native American History (various nations on my Mom’s Grandmother's side) and so the art of the various First Nation peoples has often been an interest for me. Petrographs (petrograph -plural petrographs- Drawing, writing or inscription on stone, as a painting on a cave wall) has always been of interest too me. As I explore ways to expand my artistic efforts I often try and develop a tone and style that is reflective of this portion of my heritage. I am working on a body of work which I call “DiPetrographs” and it embodies the notion of “take nothing but photographs, leave nothing but footprints”. As I see the places I visit, I’ve often thought about the records I have seen on rocks in the American West and wondered how it differed from the current Graffiti work. I think I’ve identified, for me, the difference – one is a social comment of some kind and the other is a non-destructtived recording of the nature of the things -both physical and ethereal- as seen by people living in a specific place at a specific time – and in our time and our place I have started producing DiPetrographs.
One of the great beautiful places one this earth is the American West. The Southwest is often a harsh but beautiful place. Life is hard there, even today, and often when hiking I look up and see that reminder in the wonderful birds called Turkey Vultures. They circle endless for hours watch the dance between life and death from a godlike perch so far above and in an Deus ex machina moment appears on the ground. The first in my body of DiPetrographs is a memory of the beauty of this harsh land and the ever present watcher in the sky.