I don’t draw. I write code that becomes drawing by a machine. Though I have art training, I never really learned to draw that well. I’m a conceptualist. I dwell mostly in the realm of ideas. I explore the aesthetic shadows of thinking.
So what interested me, and motivated my time in Michael Markowitz's 23rd Street Studio, was the interplay between my own mind and body's habits and tendencies, and the possibilities of paper and charcoal — which are also distinct and particular.