Multiples: The repetition creates a flock. Aesthetically I prefer things that are broken, smudged, burned, torn, empty, forgotten, mislaid, or sorry. These objects carry their own weight, but like a thread into a tapestry or a word into a novel when repeated they gain greater meaning and greater experience. The singular sorry thing is given power by virtue of it being among a multitude, and yet flirts with a sense of absurdity and further misplacement.

Form: Abstracted landscape and the architecture of ruins combined with reference to gesture, momentum, timing and sound quality create a surface caught in silence - perhaps of both beauty and pain.

Language: I spend a lot of time reading. I read for the words, their rhythm and the way they work together. In the dictionary with words and the web created by their definitions, their synonyms, etc. I find help when talking about my work. Also, perhaps more so, it is the place the work comes from. The work is referential but non representational and words, their meanings, the way we use them and what they contain become the objects whose portrait I'm drawing. The repetition creates a flock.

photo of artist by Howard Romero