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I wanted to suspend time, to "still life" with a paintbrush and canvas.
I painted humble objects that I associate with an artist colony in Vermont
and my time there. These are my mementos.
 

I want to obsessively look at one thing until there is nothing new to discover.
Painting old bottles, I began to see light as if for the first time. Light and
beauty have this in common: they are both fleeting. I want to catch it.
 

I struggle to remember a childhood that began in the Far East. I fear that
once I lose those memories, I will lose my childhood for good. In photos of
children I do not know, I see universal themes: longing, loneliness, bliss.
 

It is only with passage of time that I revisit a painful past. You can't
change the past, but out of many shed tears I found I could create art,
something full of hope, healing and possibilities.