“And for you to perceive this image, your eyes need to transform the reflection of the image stimulating impulses in your brain. In this way the image becomes visible to you”
“It all made sense. “I was shooting stills of Magnolias and furniture in the garden. I had just moved to this small town by the ocean. I live in a house with a garden - the scent and sound of the ocean ever present. Reflections; objects approaching me; as if the surroundings are observing me and I them. It is always like that when you come to a new place. Some things reveal themselves and greet you – others hide. As usual curious what is this place? Its taste, smells, its visuals and sounds. At first a reflection nebulae; clouds of dust, reflecting the light of nearby stars. Images mirrored onto me, waves of information, reflections as optical sensations my mind can not grasp –however my body knows. And it makes sense - a Garden of Eden – always in winter – it takes time for the summer to come It made sense to start photographing like a detective at a “crime” scene – looking for something they cant see. Layers of information – layers of images. My patterns of thought oscillating - betwixt and between – an ever changing perspective - as my body and I grow familiar with the proximity and the dichotomies. Cruising Paradise as the ocean whispers and roars, as the garden whistles and grows – Magnolia Mon Cheri’ – I sit down in a lime green plastic chair. I am protected from the wind. A slight whiff of the flowers materializes into clear configurations of patterns for paintings to be. It is all starting to make sense”.