My search in life has always gravitated towards this gentle power and the questions that it raises, questions that result in looking inward, a process that starts a silent dialogue which creates and informs the work. The questions are often on the nature and experience of space, stillness, harmony, longing and the abyss that they create within which often flows into a feeling of being content or of having arrived, a feeling of oneness, but thankfully, all feelings are temporary and new questions regularly knock on my door. The questions often arrive as words and the answers are always in the form of works and the transformation that they create in my being.
There is no story that I am trying to convey through my works, I know that I do not have much to say through words, I find words and narratives to be limiting when compared to all that can be known by sitting with the horizons, both external as well as internal. There isn't much to comprehend about them, but there is much that can be felt.
