Like all painters, my work feeds off the past but is also dependent on the flood of images of the now. I am haunted by the work of Francis Bacon and by his facility in creating grandeur out of sometimes unlikely material and his ability to suggest a presence through streaks and smears of paint. Francis Bacon said, “I believe in deeply ordered chaos,” and I can relate to his capacity for generating an epic multi-layered mess like an archaeological dig. I am a messy and “spontaneous” worker, and I don’t know where the end will be once I have started. Sometimes fragments of photos or memory become large statements and if all goes well, these shreds of experience carry a worthwhile resonance.