Whether a landscape occurring in the urban- or in the desert-scapes of my childhood, they are grand and sweeping gestures that mimic the spaces of my past. In them I hope to explore the architecture of space created in their textures and psychology in varying degrees of scale. It is an exploration of the alienation I sometimes find in the nighttime–the solitude and the respite, the inviting darkness and the sometimes inhibiting nature of the city. To empty the fullness of the day.
Great writers can coerce readers into expressing and filling out their own individual contexts by providing an ephemeral and otherworldly canvas in which to find and expand their view of the landscape. I try to emulate them.