Not a whit. We defy augury.
There’s a special providence in the fall of a sparrow.
If it be now, ’tis not to come. If it be not to come, it will be now.
If it be not now, yet it will come—the readiness is all.
Since no man of aught he leaves knows, what is ’t to leave betimes?
What happens when we translate
the natural, creative impulse
encoded within each flower and seed
through a canvas, a camera, or a screen?
My work uses abstraction to defamiliarize the natural world
in hopes of creating a new, more questioning and cautious view of it.