I have found that it is an important survival skill to be able to transform the daily seemingly mundane trials into stories of meaning and power. The images I create are often a result of the stories I tell myself, a bridge that is created to span the gap between the ordinary and myth. Words have often been the leaping off point for many of my images, phrases found in a song, a book, and or a poem that demand to take form in shape and color.  I always comply.

I walk around with a head full of objects; acorns, magnets, bees, boats, and flames.  I mostly keep these images in the attic space of my brain.  I visit them often, reading and rereading the text that they offer to spell. Occasionally I will reposition them, but, always I am planning for the moment that they will begin their journey onto paper.  My prints are a result of what happens when I bring these images out of my brain and apply the alchemical process of printmaking to them.  They come close to what I intended but also delightfully different from anything I had previously imagined

A four color reduction print