Visions and observations of movement and ceaseless change consume me. By seeing and recording, I make what is real to me real to other people. Dyslexia, which I learned late in life I live with, means words float on a page, and subjects begin in the wrong direction. This affects and shapes my ideas. My paintings, drawings, sculpture and experiments serve as the butterfly net, capturing my thoughts to hold them for a brief moment for you to see, then let them be.