I have come to think of my paintings as views of a planet where magic reveals itself differently than it does in this world. The places depicted are remote and still. One landscape anxiously awaits an event that is puzzling, yet somehow routine, another blushes in its aftermath. I am attracted to fickle forms that refuse to be solely animal, vegetable, or mineral, the endless variety of natural forms, clunky opaque tangrams, tissue layers of color, congested skies, and the residue of phase changes, growth and decay. I hope that the pictures are strange and suspenseful, like the excitement of exploring a new place or the thrill of returning to a frightening dream.

At the same time, the paintings are a way of looking at things I remember or have forgotten without relying on the pictures in my head. They are, simultaneously, diagrams for understanding events from the past, and a puzzle to decode experiences not yet had.