I am an introverted, melancholy ball of Velcro careening through my brief existence. As I careen I pick up ( collect) physical and conceptual items of interest. To feed my sculpture I am a constant collector.

In my collecting, I have become particularly aware of 'multiples', items of more than one. I combine these items into a larger whole. New connections and relationships are discovered in this process. Linked, strung, hung, stapled, tied together - there is an obsessive nature to the making of this body of work. Actions are repeated dozens, sometimes hundreds, even thousands, of times. I find something very basic in the patterned repetition of forms and actions.

Patterns, repeating and non-repeating, bear a significant weight in my recent work. Patterns reassure us in an expectation of continuity and changelessness. This expectation is frustrated by non-repeating patterns. Somewhere I read that randomness is just part of an larger overall pattern which we are unable to perceive. Elsewhere I have read that the universe is not a steady clock, ticking away towards the future, but rather more of a froth of potential possibilities. I find it intriguing that everything has multiple possibilities and reality is a state of flux.

The formal organization of the work is the simple logic of the machine. I find a warm reassurance and subversive humor from the hand-made mimicking the machine-made. The machine-made has a spare and logical elegance of form which I admire and emulate. Extraneous gestures and flights of fancy are reduced (but not eliminated) to allow a simplicity to shine through. This is in conscious rejection of our ever-increasingly cluttered bells & whistles culture in which we are drowning in options.