“I used to think I had nothing valuable to say and no right to dream.
A blinding flash of light has extinguished my doubt and now illuminates my art.”

Like musical notes, colours come to me when I see the landscape. This is my emotional response to harmony and movement of light and form that I see. It is not invented, it is there, exaggerated yes. I want to make my colours sing like the birds in the trees that I paint.