'I craved distance - begging the landscape to be my only companion, my muse. I awoke in the palms of an existence larger than my comprehension and wider than my own soul. Slowly I was swallowed up by the ravenous ocean of time - a wander's paradise. With ambivalent bones, words poured from them like my very blood - hot, passionate, relentless. I continue to exist within the realms of my own daydreams and night dreams - pining, longing, creating, admiring, and drifting.'