From "The River" series.

“Ambiguity presupposes a secret that no doubt expresses itself by vanishing, but that in this vanishing allows itself to be glimpsed as a possible truth.” Maurice Blanchot

The flow of the river, as well as the fact that its water perpetually returns, suggests the contradictory nature of time... always the same and yet new at every moment. A bird flies across from the left, wings joining river to tree, tree to river. In the lower centre Buddha’s left hand gestures perfection – the blessing of ceaseless creation. Skeletal ghosts, the Eternal Return. The gesture seems to beckon the creation parrot down to the pristine origins of the river. From pool to subterranean aquifer the parrot in one swoop enters the turquoise paradise. Buddha's hand is also the skull of the parrot. Notice in the glade many people mumbling, obsessed with the transparency of a single pebble causing all unquarried stone to quiver. It the primary centre white arms/arches frame the liminal heart - a deep green of nature. There are many mysteries in this work, not least the untouched point of the works origin.

Painting is an ecstatic mingling of opposing currents and the finished work a mere crystallization - the sacramental remnant preserved after rapturous worship.