Painting is to me as mysterious and magical an act as it was to the painters in the caves of Altamira and Lascaux at the end of the last ice age 14,000 years ago, and I approach it reverently and organically. I often begin a new painting under a full moon. While wet, a painting is an animated creature that changes every moment, needs coaxing and attention, interaction and communion. If everything is right, the process of painting becomes a doorway to the heart of things, and if I’m able to get my linear spacetime-mind out of the way, I can see and feel creation flowing through the heart of matter, water, colors and the texture of the materials that are brought into play together on the canvas. Painting is dancing with the living energy of matter. Observing wet colors, the iridescent textures flow and mix feels like I am viewing archetypes of creation revealing the birth of a cosmos. Painting, for me, is an alchemical art, a transformative process, an energy dance of the gods.