What did the tree learn from the earth
to be able to talk with the sky?
–Pablo Neruda, The Book of Questions
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I think that much of my work has to do with asking questions. Not necessarily about getting answers, mind you, but about making inquiries about those motivations and meanings of the world, both inner and outer. About trying to create a dialogue, a give and take between the worldly and the ethereal.
And that questioning, that conversation, is what I see in this simple, small painting.
Will there ever be an answer?
That can only be answered with another question: Who knows?
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