"...My work is an act of not only spontaneous creation, but an act of remembering myself. I seek to remember the buried intuitions, the past lives, and memories of dreams which manifest themselves through enigmatic aspects of myself. And through these dreams, I find sneaking suspicions of the future. I work to remember the responsibility I have in the evolution of humanity’s collective consciousness, and hope to better others’ chances of remembering, as well, keeping in mind that we as a species are only as strong as our weakest links.
My most recent works are an abstraction of fundamental forms which declare themselves as real throughout a cascading range of ambient spacescapes and molecular build-ups. I seek to convey forms in their true nature of formlessness. I work to express the intricate curves and angles of human nature through foliage and space rather than creatures inhabiting their environments.
I explore the realms between the realms, and the spaces between the lines which we seem to find ourselves stuck between, only to realize they’re all of our own making. I seek to notice the vast forests which make up a single tree, since what is a forest but only many single trees?
I try to bridge the gaps which many see dividing humans from divine forces, which I believe causes humans to create worlds within worlds for themselves, not only to perpetuate conflict, but to transcend it. All these things which we create to identify ourselves with are, in many ways, so far off from the real truth which makes up reality; all the –ism’s of today’s world which create further boundaries rather than possibilities and progress.
The realities I create through works of art are an ongoing effort to understand humanity’s natural involvement with its own evolutionary process, and how we as a society, can passionately try and ignore such responsibilities through the creation of more insignificant realities, such as war, politics, competitions, corporate game-play, addiction, materialism, egotism, and reductionism..."
"...to reap the sewing needle swinging like asenine senile aggle-baggetries. Epleglades and milkmaids single-handed and switch-blades, paralyzed and deputized as our plots thicken like pudding as lives boil and extraterrestriate themselves into super-hard-to-swallow's!!! Coagulate your onogophriates!! Obstaculastic, accustomized and accostume partied out the tired old falsetto stilleto, sick to the nostrils that sigh and twist and breathe a breeze. As time is merely all the ultimate Moment, most surely building momentum with such swiftness and out-foxedly ways unknown to the fogged up eye, we must all evaporate into glosolalia: FlowLocoMotionOcean of the Commotion!!...A-CHAAAA!!!!!"