I paint as a response to my senses. I hear, I feel, I smell , I taste, I see the hidden that needs to be revealed- a sixth sense if you will. To make marks where there were none in evidence – a primordial drive. An undetachable connection to the natural world inside and out. Within my mind’s eye or beyond to the atmospherics. A sensitivity to the untouchables of life, the less obvious. I thrill at the breath revealed on an icy cold day as it suddenly appears before me.The reflections or shadows of objects which change over time or the pictures inside closed eyes. I love the morning chorus at dawn, the splash on a lake with its mystery below….the fog lifting from the trees.