Wyndy the cat’s style comes from long nights spent with an ink brush, untrained with a strong desire to make comics, over a period of years too busy to focus. She’s meant to represent the clumsiness of the first steps of an artist, barely in control of ther foms. Legend has it ink spilled one evening into the shape of a cat, and Wyndy was born.

In deep homage to early comics, color half tones and psychedelic colors combined in nostalgia for another time, when I was growing up and going to conventions. Early experiments of a kind of otherworldly version of Sanrio, a deep communion with Japanese design. The brush Wyndy originally came from was a Sumi-e brush purchased from an art store that made my first zine.

With all of these varied elements, an examination or update for a world focused technique not unlike the pop art of Lichtenstein, in communication with the artist Nara, yet without the underlying tones of any of the critical modes of that work, like all my paintings, each stands alone as a color field to drink deeply from, and be energized by the senses.