The idea of sanctuary is as old as humanity. We have always had places where a person could find refuge. Temples, churches, groves, caves. Somewhere touched by the sacred. Somewhere outside of the world, where you could rest, at least for a while.
Whether we are religious or not, the spiritual remains. I think it’s written in our bones that we need sacred, safe places, even if we no longer believe in the gods of our childhood. The world has become too busy, too loud, too bright, and dangerous in so many ways. Humanity has an outsized footprint. Where can we escape from ourselves, to ourself?
These paintings depict not only my quest for sanctuary here in the Arctic, but I see it as a place of refuge for everyone. I believe humanity needs a place where we can feel “right-sized” in regard to nature. I hope these paintings give a sense of the enormity of nature, and our need for it.







