I watch the weather, the time passing—increasingly limited time, the seasons changing—shifting light, my thoughts. So much internal dialogue: old conversations, to-do lists, theories of thought, new ideas/old ideas. I try to pay attention to what my mind thinks and also the way it thinks. These things interest me and are integrated into my studio practice.

My practice of meditation, my observation of nature and the nature of growth and change, and my interest in the way ordering and structure affect my day-to-day activities all come into play in my work.

I respond to materials that reflect a sense of history, use, personal mark, and I aspire to communicate ideas with economy, when possible. It is an ongoing process that I am still refining.

I think and think and then I hope to lose myself in the process of making, the details, the surface, color, materials, the thing coming into itself and the letting go of other possibilities, and doubt. Internal chatter opens up to make space for quiet concentration.