Mountainous terrain has always held me in its sway. Besides being elevating, enchanting, exuberant, and magical, the ‘lay of the land’ will always remain something older and more expansive than our individual experience.

On the map, you may ‘know’ where you are, but out there — off the beaten track, you tend to become absorbed in the midst of a terrain which is simultaneously familiar and yet essentially incomprehensible. And so, the intensity of observation increases with every breath and every step taken.

In the studio I wander in memory across formations whose molten movement came to a standstill approximately 450 million years ago. Perhaps I am more surefooted now, here in a studio among canvases, pigments, brushes and all that magic.