“These are works that developed in the studio like weeds pushing through concrete — unexpected, organic. They come from places I am still learning to identify myself, often only through long observation and reflection…
What matters is that feeling — the one you get when you think deeply about the world, its origins, its meaning. That is the territory of philosophy, science, and history. There is something poetic in the fact that so much of research is speculative, bounded by what cannot be proven. That sense of mystery is powerful for me. Maybe it sounds childish, but it is a tender, restorative place. However if you need a concrete answer: my church is the forest.”