“The first diver tumbled into the water with a loud splash. Two more followed. Greg wondered if the divers were afraid, swimming so far under the lake, lanterns falling across a gloomy landscape of decaying buildings. And ghosts. And, somewhere, Sara.”

“From time to time, he stopped and looked up, wondering what it would be like to actually be in space, see all that he had eaten today face to face. Would it be scary? Would he feel smaller and more insignificant than he already felt? Or would he want to stay there, floating in nothing, never wanting to return?”

“Later, as I walk down the hill to the mailbox, I ponder
the meaning of those warnings, of black wings beating
against a common threat and wonder if we’ll ever learn
to work together to save our planet from destruction.”

“What interests me most is the way in which the human body/anatomy corresponds to structures in nature, plants, trees, and the landscape. This can manifest itself either internally or externally in the form of patterns, designs, or metaphorical context; the subtle yet enchanting similarities between the inner life of plants, trees, and humans. What are humans if not plants, trees, and fungi, themselves made-up of organic material?”

“Untitled. Mixed-media. Uses text, found images, tape, paint, and plant detritus to capture a feeling.”