For art to be the vehicle of my joy.

I am inspired by everything.

I wish I could narrow it down to a more palatable muse. But the fact is, the shape of a ripped piece of paper, or the edge of a cloud can affect me in the same physical way.

Silk threads, twisted wire, the paper like skin of an iris....the turquoise and gold in the eye of a peacock feather, or in a tube of indigo, haunt me, until only the layering and layering of color, texture and image can erase its echo from my mind.

Similarly, art allows me to find my place in the world. To bring into terms with its both beauty and its absurdity.

All of my pieces are unique, original creations.