Painting the figure has called to me often in my life. It came to me again in Idaho, as I began to ponder my own presence among the trees. There is a kind of flickering of movement between the sliced segments of tall trunks and crossing branches, that creates a ghostly presence. Species abound peripherally, not fully seen yet sensed and felt along with the shifting light and air. An uncertainty of what is near or afar, there and not there in a forest, tantalizes psychologically and explains the root of folktales. I began an exploration through my art of this uncertain world of perception. The imagery that came forth began as edgy, giving way to both archetypal and otherworldly narratives, layered womanhood and social consciousness, eventually creating a sensual mix of personal concepts involving my understanding of interior and exterior existence.