West Coast Memory is the first in this series to allow organic forms to traverse the image that break from the geometry of the matrix of circles. It took a lot of experimentation to bring together the weaving of the branches into a productive tension with the matrix of circles.

When I used to go for long visits in Lighthouse Park, my favourite park in Vancouver, I would sink into a deep state of meditation and simple rest myself within the multiple rhythms of forms around me. Trees, in particular, somehow invite me into this state. It’s something about their beautiful and quiet patience and confident passivity that moves me.

I am also beginning to dare myself to borrow from Philip Guston’s ability to nestle a complex series of forms in, around, woven through, overlapping one another. I don’t claim to have succeeded at one-thousandth of the level he was capable. I am, however, happy to be venturing into this territory.