Sandy Mayo

Life experiences translate to images and feelings that lead to depth, space, and motion.
My hand scratches the surface, brings a mark into view. I see and grow.
Rubbing, touching, I watch the painting evolve, moving inward and outward.
Shapes and colors vanish then reappear. I love the inner plane.
An ‘ah-ha’ moment happens and there it is. I am drawn to a different aesthetic. The composition is complete.
What remains on the surface is non-objective, abstract, symbolic and intimate.

To reach an ‘uncharted surface’.

© Sandy Mayo