I’m interested in the intense contradiction, the seemingly unconnected: we live in a society that likes to make black and white out of things and that simply isn’t true. Like the paintbrush, one side is hard and made from trees, and the other is soft and from fur. But individually they are useless for painting, but together, they are everything. So I look for these opposites and when I find them I know "Ah, I don’t understand enough,’" and use my paintings as a vehicle to broaden my worldview.

Nostalgic but new, angry but calm, up close but far away, surrealistic but real. It is an investigation on how to join extreme opposites in a cohesive way.

Philosophy, daily life, reading, everything has an ounce or two of inspiration to be found. Yet I don’t act on the first ounce I find but like a sifting basket, I fill it up and let these things sort out and after a while the big ideas stick. Then use those as the seeds to plant my paintings.