The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the place: from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider’s web.

爱尔兰的风景流淌在我的血液里。

Nature speaks to us through patterns, even when those patterns are hidden beneath apparent randomness.

我不是理论家。我不是知识分子。我靠直觉行事。