My belief is that every human has a natural and yet impossible desire to figure out the mechanisms of the universe as well as their role as a part of it. With this comes a desire to communicate or externalize what one has come to understand about the world through some form of personal expression. Creative expression is fueled by a need to prove and confirm one’s own existence by translating one’s thoughts into physical form-it is a struggle to come to better understand the world.

Even if we were to just pick up a random stone from riverbank, our subconscious would subtly evaluate the variables, such as color, shape, texture, and weight, before settling upon a single stone. We all have the ability to identify what physical forms around us correspond with our psyche. This sensibility shift and renew itself everyday with the passing of time. My inner world is a place where emotions, memories, and thoughts translate into shapes, images, and textures. Like the sand in a desert, the physical forms that come to my mind are constantly in motion, constantly changing their expression. However, at the same time there is a certain consistency in the logic that plays behind the construction of these forms.

My style of production is organic, sporadic and unpredictable, even to me. People and literature have always been very important to me, and so I am easily influenced and motivated by whatever books or people I am being exposed to. I appreciate them the most for having the ability to change my perspective, sometimes so drastically that an entire body of work no longer makes sense, and I must change them. Having an extra star will change an entire horoscope, such is the sporadic and changing nature of my artwork.