“ A peasant English poet, John Clare (1793) remarked that, “to lose your land is to lose your language, and to lose your language is to lose your mind.” Landscapes are part of a new body of work where the life force of my exiled body and mind seeks expression in a guise of metaphor and nourishing and sensuous soul experiences derived from nature.

In harrowing times, swaying inside ego and eco interplay of collective and personal crises, I use the surface of my work to gently address the (internal) world to the unspeakable loss, using tenderness rather than violence of desire, to map the geography of my exiled being.”