The temperament that determines my works on paper is not unlike that which drives the paintings on canvas. I toy with the economic line, the affected stroke and the rhythmic calligraphic pattern. However, seeing this alone as an inherently dishonest reflection of both the internal and external worlds, I admit the anarchic, the stumble, the obscured and the struggle for redemption. I think of the Australian bush - chaotic and damaged yet achieving a beauty separate to the more uniform austere landscapes.
With all of my work I seek moments that are almost beyond me ? that surprise me. I find this helps the work endure. I seek a certain amount of unity but never completely. A need for flux, discord, the unnerving, the mistake, the possible ? all are essential ingredients to some level ? whether it be as frayed edges or like virulent graffiti.