While living in Vienna I became fascinated by the non-straight line to be found in hand-built architecture. In nature you will never see a straight line, which appears only as the path of our wish to make our environment fit our desire for smooth fulfillment, totally devoid of inefficiency. In truth everything meanders. Besides, the closer you look, even the "straight lines" humans like to force on our natural surroundings reveal more of the living, breathing, wiggling nature that produced the material. Sometimes the hand can reveal unevenness in sculpture that the eye can't see, proving that our eyes fool us into false belief in straightnesses. In these paintings I am simply seeing the music of nature to which the objects around us are already dancing. Acrylic on canvas.

Ice Cream Peak