My use of the human form illustrates the desire to escape a broken system. Vacant figures are trapped within environments of boxes and grids, while others break free from restraint only to dissolve into a boundless ether. 

Because I work intuitively, I essentially never know why I am creating a particular body of work during its creation. This is likely because the art is a means of processing my circumstances, hindsight brings insight.

I begin with random reference images, but quickly lose myself in my mark-making, falling back upon instinct. Too much planning removes the surprise from my process, and this is where I find my joy: in the immediacy of drawing on a surface, and in the developing of an image. All the while meditating on impermanence and allowing my subconscious to direct.

I do not force myself to produce. The work comes in channeled spurts - several months of activity might be followed by a year or more of reflection. While these inactive periods might feel like woolgathering, I suspect this is when meaning is made.