Art enters our lives, pure and provocative. It is a vibration of colors breaking into silence, cutting through the complexity of emotion and experience. From the beginning of time, immemorial artists have basically attempted the same thing. The impulses take variations on the same verses or notes. Artists look for the expression of human experience—questioning the norms and endowing the imagination with vaster space for improvisation.
Life is a journey that has no beginning and no end. Painting was a pathway that found me once upon a time, and each of my paintings became my magic carpet. In that land of limitless colors, lines and shapes I came to know the roots of my being, and the never-ending journey of, “I am.”