I spent a good deal of my childhood in the backyard, turning over rocks and looking at bugs. After years of biology research as a young adult, my fascination with the natural world expanded into a study of the broad ecology found in daily life. My lab notes and sketchbooks merged. Have you ever wondered how each encounter with a stranger and every wisp of street trash somehow adds up in the undecipherable equation of existence?

Painting is a perfect method for sorting through these artifacts and snippets in time. Unlike scientific analysis, it allows the investigation of multiple variables and emotions at once. It is my means for conveying the weight of memory, the profound impact of environment, and the inexplicable encounter with the holy and the mysterious.

As part of my exploration of ideas and self, I am developing a process of constructing, scraping, and mucking with lots of paint. Sometimes, in the mess of it all, I cover lovely under-layers. Reflecting upon days past and marks made, I find myself asking, "What have I overlooked?" Beauty, dirtiness, and everything else join in noticing.

 

Elizabeth Noble

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