Life as an artist often becomes far too complicated. I continue to ask myself "What really matters? What means of expression brings me the most joy, the most satisfaction? Of all the work I've done, which are most meaningful to me?" The truth is that the free, uninhibited flow of a line is most precious to me. Everything else I do leads up to this moment of letting go. A painting that I work on for hours or days or months is practice me for that precious moment when the eye, the spirit, the soul and the hand are united as one, inspired by music, by movement, by pattern or light.
