Jeff Parrott

My art transliterates my relationship to interiors, the natural environment, and my studio a place of isolation and ritual. Depth of color and enchanting forms with their shapes race through psychological states and dimensions battling other extensions of reality. I transcribe one brushstroke onto the next, charting my mind’s eye with and through my hand and fingers onto paper or canvas. These spurting contours seem to develop from a fury of unconscious processes in my brain. They begin transforming themselves and multiplying to form layers.