Deceptively simple compositions–the abstract play of light against care-worn materials, the breathless poise of stillness and solitude, the gritty violence of shattered surfaces–are, for me, a platform for comment on the nature of time, reality, and human nature. Here, in these works, you will find the depictions of common rooms, surfaces and walls which play out, in oil paint, my singular sensitivity to notions of impermanence, of life and death, birth and renewal, order and chaos, sometimes conflicting, sometimes appearing simultaneously, as in life. Mortality, violence, even an undercurrent of cruelty often pervades the work, an undeniable conflict of natural forces and brutish human nature against all attempts at refinement, perfection, and order. And yet truth prevails. Order is not denied. Out of infinite darkness there always comes the light.