Rather than a narrative, these pieces represent states of mind; moments of realization or understanding that have shaped my conception of the world. I think of them as static, a gesture or relationship frozen at a defining moment.

There are several pieces that either include warthogs or refer to them. I’d like to think that everyone has an inner warthog; some part of their nature that might be primitive, animalistic or difficult to accept.

Taken together, (including those not yet completed) these works comprise a kind of self portrait, or at least some reflection of what goes on in my brain; the various ways in which the accumulated debris reshapes and realigns itself in response to new stimuli and occasional moments of comprehension.