There is always risk when making art I always start by meandering down a formalist path of line, shape, form, color, texture and light. After that it’s a crap shoot. Problem solving with the basic elements of art is the initial nudge, but pushing the journey forward is tricky, full of eureka moments and a good dose of dead ends. In an attempt to cobble together a coherent body of work, the path may meander again, below the surface, into narratives and memories that eventually resurface as the destination. Hopefully the emerging images will hold together as a cohesive mix bound by threads of color, texture and form. Life is temporal, God is eternal and a meandering path can be good for the soul.