The buzzing sound of cicadas that echoed in my ears as a child was the beginning of a certain fascination. I believed the sound was generated by the power lines that divided the sky above me, sure that they were passing along some urgent message or giving commands of an important nature. Assigning life to inanimate wires became part of my everyday play. That fascination has persisted as I continue to study and paint the tangled webs of wires that decorate the sky, forming patterns and geometrical shapes. The monoliths supporting the wires develop personalities as they form an essential part of our urban landscape. They are powerful, strong connectors, or weakened elderly leaners, struggling against time to continue their mission, or perhaps a strong couple, facing the elements. I enjoy painting the telephone poles with abstract designs, perhaps in nostalgia for my early years when my imagination was so free.
My work does not neglect nature, as I often paint fruit and florals with equal delight, celebrating my connection to our earth and all things growing. I feel a need to balance between nature and progress.