Story

Since I’m a chemist, I’m always looking at tiny living stuff—microscopic critters and cells. My creations come from mixing those up, playing around with what I see under the microscope until they turn into something new. It’s like I’m experimenting, trying to make my own way of showing what’s down there at that level. I want it to feel alive, not just science on paper—more like a bunch of little stories about how everything’s tied together.

That's where my little postman, Ann in a red cap, comes in. I picture people as these lonely little planets, floating out there in a cold, quiet microsopic universe. She wanders through it all, delivering bits of my work to you. It’s kind of like she’s dropping off a letter you didn’t know you were waiting for. I like thinking my art can reach out that way, linking us up through something small but real.

My landscapes breathe with life, shaped by repeating strokes and patterns—like nature’s own reactions unfolding. They grow into an endless garden, one I’m always nurturing, piecing together as its gardener. It’s not about a still image; it’s a living thing, shifting and stretching with its own energy. And there’s Ann, wandering its paths, red cap flashing through the green. She’s part of it, bringing those microscopic whispers into this sprawling, vibrant places.

A Growing Landscape