I have a need to communicate personal experience, to send waves of emotion that look like the painting got painted with little conscious effort, having a quality of a time distortion effect, even though the painting took months of concentration to pull together into what whole impact it finally becomes. The presence of my ancestors is in composition choices as I shape them, the way I carve into the paint by scraping, (taking away), and reapplying paint many times over, with an untiring appetite for a reconciliation of disparate parts until they become whole.