Shown in galleries in Florida, New York, Minnesota and Washington, much of Margo’s work is inspired by her dive trips around the world.
I have a passion for diving and have traveled the world filming this magical surreal world, underwater. I am inspired by my experiences, both above and below the surface. These experiences become my creative drive and I translate those thoughts, memories and emotions into surreal underwater scenes.
The ocean is another world, right here on earth. It’s a world where we can fly. A world where tranquility meets intensity, where we camouflage ourselves with bold bright colors. From the shark to the minnow to the everlasting sea turtle and the living coral that binds it all together, this is a world where life is happening in the moment and only in the moment, every moment, every day since the world was new. No plan, no meetings, just a bold and beautiful state of being.
One of the hardest things for me when I show my work is when someone wants me to explain the meaning of one of my paintings. I would much rather have them tell me what it means to them, what story they create in their mind when they look at my work.
I recently moved from Seattle to Bremerton where I live on the water and there is so much space to explore on a daily basis. My next series will be taking on a new feel in the near future. Living on the Olympic Peninsula has given me an even greater appreciation for the beauty that is here in the Pacific Northwest. I love the rainforests, with their lush greens and the colors of light. I love the seas and rivers and mountains and the way they all come together for us right here. Complete, whole, perfect.
The subject matter of my paintings went underwater in 2004, during an artist residency in Cyprus.
The living conditions where I stayed in Cyprus were pretty terrible, but, I loved the country and I spend a month living there, painting & diving. I had to stretch my canvas on the walls – then roll it up to ship home. When I got home, I built wood stretchers/frames for them. (Those pieces of wood on the floor were covering holes – so I didn’t fall through the floor!)