I make images.
I do not know why I make them.
I do not know who they are for.
I do so compulsively.
To not make images is to put down a delicate thread I chanced to pick up, if I put it down I fear I will be unable to pick it up again. I am looking for that which exists in the space between words.
Michael moved from the prairies to Banff twenty-two years ago. He started teaching himself to paint eight years ago. Michael lives with the marvelous Julie, cats Steven and Augustus and a dog named Bertram.