I paint to grow. I paint to be surprised. I paint in an attempt to seduce the unknown, to wish it into being and freeze that fleeting glimpse in time. This 'unknown', once it is conjured, is still ambiguous but mysteriously very familiar, very close to me.

It's very romantic, this trusting search in the dark. It is a dialog, a call and response. It makes me feel less alone. It is a struggle to stay open and pay attention and wait and wait and wait. I love this struggle. I never plan what I will paint. I really never know what will arrive, but my paintings always turn out to be about our human condition - caught suspended between the earth and the stars.

I love oil paint. I love the way it can shine. I love the way it is slick and slides against itself. I love the wordless,