The patterns that I draw often take days to complete. I will

sit with my sketchbook at times of silence and draw marks

until my hand hurts. Although tedious, I find serenity in such

diligence. I like to believe that these psychedelic forms take

on a life of their own and reflect my innermost thoughts and

emotions, which can’t be depicted in any other way. There is

something beautiful about repetition. Each piece begins with

a single line or shape that compels me to continue. Eventually,

that single shape multiplies and transforms into something

bigger--the same way the collection of every little thing

makes up the earth.