Drawing is thinking. Some people think out loud. I think out visually.

It is the process that interests me. So, I never really know where I’m going. I do have a vague idea, but that’s about it. There is a moment in the journey when the mind, the emotions, and the actual art object are all in congruence, as if every part were in conversation and more importantly, everyone participating in the conversation understands each other and so everything becomes effortless and everything feels easy and right. Thought and being become one. The end result is always a surprise.

As much as I've tried to stop making art, I have been unable to do so. There were times when all I had were paper and pen and my kitchen table. And the creative energy would push through, and there, in front of me would be poems.

So now, I've finally stopped trying to contain the creative energy. And I have to say, life feels a lot easier and lighter.