My current work stems most directly from my love of objects and poetry. I am interested in objects for their tactile, physical nature as well as their history, symbolism and metaphoric possibility. Like words they can mean more than they are. I do not wish to make work that is a simple declarative sentence. The word “stone” seems inadequate for this object originating in the bones of the earth, worn/shaped/polished by time and the elements (fire, wind, water), marked by travel - cracked and scratched – yet smooth and cool to the hand, restful to eye, still smelling of earth. Like a poem the work is about an impression, a feeling, a moment rather than a fact or a particular incident.

I work intuitively, selecting, arranging, and building with little or no preconceived plan. I take pleasure in working with my hands, making and fixing; work that requires dexterity, strength and skill. My work is informed by my environment, my past, my day to day life. My upbringing influences my choices in material and technique. I work with wood largely because my father is a carpenter. I cast in bronze because I am infatuated with the alchemy involved and the history of the material in and out of an art context.

At its roots art is related to both play and ritual and I am deeply interested in the ambiguity and other-worldliness of both these activities. I see my current work as experimentation. I am attempting to isolate the important components. Some results are stronger than others. I still have many questions. Should there be more craftsmanship or less? Which speaks clearer isolated objects or more complex arrangements?

I am reading fairy-tales, poetry, science fiction (which is the 20th century version of the fairy-tale) as well as essays on language and meaning and the beginnings of art as a human behavior. The world is full of beauty, wonder, senseless tragedy, and mystery. I try to point to small parts of the strangeness/sacredness/beauty; to put it in almost knowable fragments. Too much of it would bring madness and to block it out entirely would be refusing to live. Art is the way I deal with the world; the only activity I can imagine myself devoting my life to.