fascinated by line and the variety of marks and objects made possible by the human hand, I rely on my presence to guide me.
as i lose track of time and the preoccupations of the daily, i am freed to listen to the voice within.
art making is a cathartic exercise which brings me silent pleasure, often frustrating contradiction, and effusive peace of mind.
the pencil, paint brush and hammer as extensions of my uncertain grip serve to quiet my nervous disposition.
by employing the tools of acrylic paints, found-objects and sketching implements I set forth in communicating my internal truths through the medium that calls my name.