Loving You Saved My Life

When I create art it is as though I am building a metaphorical cathedral. Although there is serenity and faith within the process, there simultaneously exists an equal measure of frustration and mystery in the final outcome. At times I am like an ancient Chinese monk who, scrambling to please a merciless emperor, stumbles at last upon his pet cricket’s cage and using this accidental inspiration designs the perfect plan for the Forbidden City. My art then, at its best, possesses the rigidity of ritual, the flexibility of enlightenment and the joy of invention. I believe in the power of symbolism and in its ability to deliver a clear and consistent message throughout the ages. This concept has driven me to create a pastoral robe fashioned from men’s ties, a Lenten calendar derived from ancient Christian symbols, as well as a collection of clay cups paired with linoleum block prints in memory of a Finnish love affair. Perhaps what I strive for most in my artistic life is to produce artwork that attains spiritual truth accessible to the wisest of professors and the humblest of peasants