THE AUTHOR IS NOT ME
I always had a great interest and wonder for the apparent simplicity with which Nature creates, orders and dissolve things.
Attracted me to give new form to matter.
The idea of time, the great architect amending, corrode,oxide,
washes things in the world, leaving its inextinguishable traces.
The result, is the idea of finishing a work, and that never seems just done, then it looks
found, this is the feeling that pervades all of my work.
The filing as i am not the author of that place or that painting, but i have just
brought it to light.
Playing archaeologist in my mind, searching for traces of scene and objects, in a timeless place.