Fascinated by line, paper and the variety of marks and objects made possible by the human hand, I rely on a calm 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.
A pencil, paint brush, scissors, hammer, all extensions of my uncertain grip, serve to quiet my nervous disposition.
By employing acrylic paints, found-objects and sketching devices, I venture forth in communicating my internal truths with joy, contemplation and curiosity.