To be honest, I get no satisfaction from my finished images. The image itself means nothing to me; it
is the process of obtaining the image that provides me with the satisfaction that keeps me looking for
more- along the streets and in the pavement, in the chipped paint, in the mad colors and fleeting shapes, always looking. Each image is the result of hours of aimless searching and intense looking,
fueled by depression and existential angst. Each image is a meditation, a respite from the gnawing
questions of doubt and uncertainty weighing on my soul. My only hope in sharing these images is that
the viewer get some of the same joy and relief that I received in finding them.