My art transliterates my relationship to interiors, the natural environment, and my studio—a place of isolation and ritual. Depth of color and enchanting forms with their shapes race through psychological states and dimensions battling other extensions of reality. I transcribe one brushstroke onto the next, charting my mind’s eye with and through my hand and fingers onto paper or canvas. These spurting contours seem to develop from a fury of unconscious processes in my brain. They begin transforming themselves and multiplying to form layers.