Mountainous terrain has always held me in its sway. Besides being elevating, enchanting, exuberant, and magical, the »lay of the land« will always remain something older and more expansive than our individual experience.

On the map, you may »know« where you are, but out on a mountain — off the beaten track, you may become absorbed in a terrain which is simultaneously familiar and unfamiliar. And so, the intensity of the silence increases with every breath and every step taken.

In the more controlled environment of the studio I wander in memory across mountainous formations whose molten movement finally solidified approximately 450 million years ago. Perhaps I am more sure-footed here among canvases, pigments, brushes, and all that magic.