In my start at analog collage-making, cutting was not the principal act in the practice. The bringing home of found objects, found papers and ideas from the day’s walk about town was the impetus for creation. Art was accessible and fine.

There were many hours spent at the neighborhood photocopy shops upon completion of work. Long before the fancy smart phone, the duplicate image of a collage gave way to new possibilities.

The 1980’s in NYC was the time of Basquiat and Philip Pearlstein, Claes Oldenburg, Jim Dine, James Rosenquist, Rauschenberg…This was my material. These were my tools. This is what is instilled in my perception of art to date.

My inclination towards collage-making is the relationship between the adeptness of my hands, and the effectivity of my sensibility for color, structure and form.I know when the work is satisfactory, not because it got “likes” on Instagram. My work is satisfactory when I know I like it.

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