I like human bodies which I place in mythical or archetypal settings. They are like a conversation with myself and with my unconscious. Clear conclusions elude me and I am drawn to unanswerable questions. For example, I used painting to ascertain my existence or non-existence and maybe question these very concepts. This is not to examine habitual ideas but to side-step them. “The ego is made up of privileged images and the task of analysis is to dissolve them.” What images arise from beyond my rational left-brain stock of habitual pictures? My approach to this impossible question is naïve. I am more interested in play than in mature rigor. I paint with watercolour, gouache and ink on paper, oil on canvas or plywood, and endless sketchbooks. Sometimes I combine these into monumental books, one of which also contains holy relics, archives and masks, all of which I invite the viewer to handle and desecrate.
