Most of my works include to some degree or another, light, dark, and the mirrored image of them both. I can’t help but process through reflection, however strange this may seem I have come to respect and relish in this oddity. This processing oddity was most likely harbored while being physically surrounded by water throughout the often grim and or vaguely glamorous details of life’s experiences. Have it be the California coast, the ocean surrounding Hawaii, the rivers and lakes throughout Colorado and New Mexico, or the simple plastic kiddie pool in the backyard. I absolutely adore the water in every form it takes and have come to understand and rationalize why reflection plays such a vivid role in the form of Art I am attempting to create, discover, and master. Understanding the light and the dark side of my work begins a whole new revelation into which I hope to never fully understand, as I believe this might sterilize life’s mystery and somewhat absolve the passion for living. Although, I do also currently believe that the light cannot exist without the dark. Having been formidably taught that there can be little to no trust or true acknowledgement of the light without some degree of experience and understanding of the dark. There is an absolute value to be discovered between the two and the delicate balance they possess.