Chance is a major element of my work. The turbulent motion of the paint is often allowed to rest where is pleases. I only allow myself to control what must be controled.

      I find it best to let chaos decide where things belong. This can be a long process. Often a work will need many different types of medium and a great deal of time before it's complete. The paintings themselves dictate how they are to be completed. An image may arise that calls for a very meticulous, realist technique or the whole thing may need to be set on fire. Whatever the problem is, the answer usually becomes obvious to me given enough time. In some cases, however, the answer may never be found.

      Presently there is a painting in my studio that i have been working on for eight years. It has been dragged behind a car, set on fire, nailed to a tree in the woods for a year, blasted with a shotgun, splattered with oil, acrylic, wax, varnish, acetone, gasoline, nail polish, ink, blood, and if memory serves, whiskey. I still can't find an end to it. I have considered burying it to get it off my mind, but I know I will just dig it up again to see what it looks like.