Sandy Mayo

My paintings are about layers, primitive surfaces, and marks on paper. I scratch away, plow through, erase, and add more marks, more layers. I wash away, rub, and paint over. I dive in, creating another surface. The composition comes into view then disappears. Shapes and colors that I like so much vanish, sit underneath, or become visible in another place.

An ‘ah-ha’ moment happens and there it is. The composition is complete. Their surfaces are usually non-objective, abstract, symbolic, provoking a contemplative eye. I stand back, I like it. What does it mean, what does it relate to?

My aesthetics are changing. How I relate to the world is changing. I’m seeing through my own eyes now, my woman’s eyes … perhaps.

© Sandy Mayo