I enjoy getting out of town and taking a drive in the country, a throw back to a slower time and the quintessential Sunday drive. My drives seem to be seasonal, revisiting the same roads as the skies and vistas change.
My landscapes reflect the fleeting moments of a visual snapshot. I see the greens of spring, or the gold and browns of fall and winter. For me they translate as ribbons of color or simplistic shapes clearly envisioned but lacking in detail.