“The tree is a young one, and the first to reach the threshold of spring with all his foliage and all his paper lanterns. In the days when we shared the same city…I felt that special friendship towards him that we grant only to trees.” Julian Green, Paris, 1983

As Green so beautifully writes in his love letter to the French capital, there is a special relationship one develops with trees. We watch them change through the seasons, returning to them year after year as they quietly witness the passage of our own lives.

My paintings grow from this sense of familiarity and companionship. I have become obsessed with the fleeting, dappled light that moves through their branches and how it transforms an ordinary landscape into something nostalgic and dreamlike. These dancing lights have become a defining element of my work, which invites viewers to pause and rest in the gentle atmosphere, and oftentimes recall a memory of their own.