Rather than beginning with a preconceived idea I usually rely on chance to create a starting point. Indelible but random lines are laid down in ink. Although they cannot be erased they will be perpetually linked to the peculiarities of a single fleeting moment. As in the story of Frankenstein, the invincible monster subsequently controls its creator. Occasionally a design direction is immediately apparent, but most of the time the film develops frame by frame. Details are added to each area as they occur to me. The stories flow from my subconscious like unintelligible dreams. Context, if any, is revealed as the images mature. The resulting constellations of symbols are hives vibrating with mysteries that only you can unravel. Like Rorschach ink blots they ultimately reflect the mind of the interpreter. They are schizoid self-portraits that become mirrors when confronted