I love getting lost in tubs of paint (as well as in faces, footnotes, old towns.) These works are half compass, half visual diary. A way for me to record the fluttering. Please get in touch if you would like to purchase print copies.

“Sometimes I Stir Myself into a Universe Still Young” R. Elson
The Night I Dreamt of the Blonde Buddhist Nun
A House is not a Home unless it Houses a Friendly Ghost
Deep Sea Diving
Map of an Unknown Island
Slay a Monster, Solve a Riddle, Fall in Love
We Liked Each Other’s Paintings and Sometimes that is the Whole Story