I’ve come to art late in life. I'm not sure I have an overall artistic vision yet, but I have favorite images and objects that I'm always returning to: trees, ginko leaves, windows, mountains and oceans, vintage text and photos, crochet and handmade lace. I've experimented with every kind of medium I can get my hands on (acrylic, watercolor, gouache, ink) and I've made some of my own (rubber stamps, textiles, painted papers). I see art as an adventure of the mind and spirit, and I'm never quite sure where my latest piece will take me.

One thing that's fascinated me for the past year or so is asemic writing. I create different writing styles ("hands," you might call them) mostly for the visual patterns or marks that they make. But I also think handwritten words evoke longing, the need for communication, the gaps between people and other emotions that I try to incorporate into my work. I've experimented with other alphabets--Japanese kanji and calligraphic representations of Egyptian hieroglyphics--to bring in seeds of ideas that exist within writing that's more connected with visual systems of meaning. All of this is perhaps less asemic writing (writing with no meaning) than writing overstuffed with meaning, a system of signs that can infuse visual art with threads of the aural and the oral, the internal voice and the external speech act.