I saw horizon lines stacked like pages in a book and watched as they turned from line to plane beneath me. The decision to come back to my bed seemed to be made in a very casual way, like reaching for a coffee cup or watching the rain through a window.

Now that I am back and once again connected to the earth, it feels more important to get things right this time. I hope the viewer will enjoy the metaphor of things that fly in my new work and maybe let a few things go in the process.