For about ten years I have been making woodcuts. I am drawn to them because the cut in wood has the expressive potential of a drawn line. A woodcut can be printed many times, compiled in a book, distributed easily and even left in unsuspected places to be discovered. At its best a woodcut is a distillation of an idea controlling the page that it sits on, an enigma.

My influences are the woodcuts of the German Expressionists and also the artists from the 1930’s who brought about a resurgence of woodcuts and wood engraving such as Lynd Ward and Rockwell Kent. I print my woodcuts on a 1900 iron hand press that is simple as a machine, but intriguingly complicated in its potential to render subtle prints.

I work everyday from idea to idea, letting one idea lead to the next. After accumulating a number of prints a theme emerges, and I make a book or I might distribute prints to an unsuspecting audience. I am always eager to put a group of prints into a cohesive form. I cannot always say what that will be. My work centers me and puzzles me which sounds like a contradiction. It makes me feel alive.