“I occupy myself putting one thing together with the other thing so that the next thing becomes. I like it when blue, yellow and red have a chat, but some of their conversations doesn’t please me. I like it when a wet lump of clay or the shape of a piece of wood whispers about previous movements and relations. I want to interconnect just enough clues for you to forge a thought, but at the same time to dissolve cohesion. In the act of making - somewhere between interacting unruly narratives or material components and perceived wholes - I persuade a peculiar accumulation to emerge as something in itself.  Aided by the wizardry of strong colours and the quackery of pretended symmetries, I want to herd a comfortable outer mesh that halts and underpins our perception of everything’s dilapidated misery or delicate composition - in life as well as in any object. I am fuelled by the idea, that from this onset, I send my deliberately coincidental and gaudy artefacts, conveying ambiguous contentiousness, provisional acceptance and illusory but necessary harmonies.”