"It's a journey after all, isn't it? Untidy lives, loose strings, old shoes, noise. Noise and the insane expectations of being treated fairly, loved, creating some kind of rational order, something of redeeming quality. We journey through the myth tha we are in control, that answers are rational, that life is contained. I make Art simply because there are energies within me that need to be materialized in order to be understood and made whole. Even though there is temptation to equate cynicism with intelligence and significance with complexity, I can't help approaching my work with a certain dumb optimism and stark simplicity. Simplicity is difficult. But even with all the noise I have come upon a few words that make ultimate sense to me: An itinerant Jewish carpenter said, 'The Kingdom of Heaven is within.' A German physicist said, 'E=mc2.' An Irish write, speaking through his sensuous female character said,'...yes his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes.'"