—firstly, there is the thing—secondly, there is one who notices.

The thing, the noticing, and thirdly, the “there”. For what is there but a meeting place—the place of encounter, where things draw near, touch and withdraw—it is the place of revelation and resonance. There, then, is the place which sings, "Who made the eyes but I?"

My artwork comes out of a practice of looking—an encounter between things-in-themselves and the arousal of attention.