Nature is constantly in a state of destruction and regrowth. Mankind as a species and on an individual level, is also continually destroying and creating.  Is it because we are nature and if so, why are we destroying the thing that we are made of, and that has made us?  It could be that this tendency is hardwired within us?  It is possible that we cannot help but destroy all that we make?  These are circular questions and this circularity is often part of my composition. 

I find the patterns that occur in nature to be overwhelmingly beautiful and endlessly fascinating. When I first heard about the Fibonacci sequence and its appearance in biological settings, it left a profound impression on me.  I felt like there was mathematical proof of what I had been seeing for so long in the patterns of nature.  I see a similar beauty in the patterns found in what man has constructed; from the pattern of a circuit board to the layout of our city streets.  I am interested in how similar these natural and manmade patterns are.

From a technical standpoint, I work in a very meticulous manner.  I paint thickly, though realistically, with oil on wood constructions that I design and build.  At times my work has been three dimensional, somewhat like an image in a pop-up book.  I have occasionally employed mechanical or electrical components.  Most of my more recent pieces incorporate a found object that I have built into the wooden construction of the paintings. I choose these objects because they illustrate my idea in a very elemental way. 

The objects I use are always old and usually metal or wood.  There is something very satisfying about giving new life to that which has been rendered useless or obsolete.  I like to think of all the people whose lives have intersected with these objects.  I wonder if some trace of them has been left upon these artifacts.  By this logic these new pieces have within them old souls.  This is comforting to me.  I hope that others can sense this as well.