Like a composer searching for the “lost chord,” I search for the “experience” of capturing the perfect set of interconnected curved lines and planes. I don’t just create them; I fly them; I drive them; I experience the sensuality of them.
For forty years, the tangible expression of this quest was the medium of wood. It had long been my “perfect” material. I love the feel, smell, color and character of it. Then in November 2009, a man named Ted opened my eyes to the world of sculptural, kiln cast glass — and the fire was lit anew. And like the ripples in a pond, the flow keeps expanding. I am confident in the knowledge that there is an endless set of rhythms to explore and that the purpose of life is to have the experience and the joy of pursuing it!