After several years of examining the ground and the view straight down to the plane we stand on, the new works, Roots and Shrubs, penetrate that surface, seeing how life and lifespan include both sides of the membrane. Above the ground, the shrubs show us aspects of our reality filled with light. Their detail depicts individuality, a specific life. All that has passed is recorded in their form. Their roots take us down into the ground, the source of their sustenance. The roots are their foundation, but they also confirm the end of the life.

The penetration of the surface is the passing from this world to the next. The roots themselves live in a world that remains a mystery. While very much of our world, they are also mythic. They are wild. Their chaos is what we try and avoid as we order the world above the ground.

These examples of the living world are dead. They are dry and itchy, removed from their world of warmth and water. The work isn't about death or non-being; it is about presence. These are not examples– they are singularities. They are present, held in light, existing in a space of their own, a space defined by their presence.