One is tempted to explain the work of art in this way: as a profoundly interior confession that is released under the pretext of a memory, an experience, or an event, and that can exist on its own when thus detached from its creator.  This independence of the work of art is what is called beauty.  With every work of art a new thing is added to the world. ~Rainer Maria Rilke


Photographed in 2012, Santa Ana Pueblo, New Mexico.
Inspired by the words of David Nixon. 

If you go far enough inside
you’ll come across an altar
that looks like a bed.

Sleep on it.

If you go far enough inside
you’ll come to a place where words
die as they leave your mouth.

Be mute.

If you go far enough inside
you’ll never find your way back
and will wander a lot.

Be lost.

collection: as seen on my way there.

A journey by bike.
Photographed beginning in September 2015. Ongoing.

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field.
I'll meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase "each other" doesn't make any sense.


COLLECTION: the invisible red thread.

Photographed in 2014 - The Invisible Red Thread installation at a/p studio.

An invisible red thread connects those destined to meet,
despite the time, place, or circumstances.
The thread can be tightened or tangle, but never break. 
~Ancient Chinese Proverb


collection: love song.

Photographed in 2000 and 2013.
Inspired by the words of Rainer Maria Rilke, 1907.

Love Song

How shall I hold on to my soul, so that it does not touch yours? 
How shall I lift it gently up over you on to other things?
I would so very much like to tuck it away among long lost objects
in the dark in some quiet unknown place, 
somewhere which remains motionless when your depths resound.

And yet everything which touches us, you and me,
takes us together like a single bow,
drawing out from two strings but one voice.