"The main thing is to be moved, to love, to hope, to tremble, to live." Auguste Rodin

Walking through the landscape, the sensory input both thrills and soothes me. When painting figures, there is a seemingly magical unraveling. I am at once intrigued, while discovering the nuances that shape their physical image and reveal hints of their spirit. With still life, when I glance across a room and see a vase of pink wild roses, petals lying close on the table as the sun moves across their shapes, it can stop me in my tracks. This is what drives me to paint. The relationship between the organic and material forms as light dances over them gives off a quiet, yet dynamic energy. Currently I feel myself pulled in two distinct directions. One, to composing abstract images of landscapes or cityscapes, graphic compilations that afford me an opportunity to "play" with colors and shapes, relying solely on instinct to create a dynamic image. My other focus now is on painting figures and portraits. It feels distinctly visceral to find the shapes in the human form and to fashion the folds and shadows of form and fabric. My compositions are often zoomed in, crowding the figure within the canvas, encouraging a close encounter. Throughout my life, shapes and textures and how light moves over, between, above and below, simply beckon me.