Temps Perdu, Temps Trouvé 

Where there’s an image, there’s a story.  These stories are not necessarily lineal, but can allude as much to memories of the future as to the past.  

Through the mediation of paint and colour, gigantic pearls float through space, hands reach out to touch emptiness, ghosts reside as phantoms shrouded in blankets of resplendent colouration.  The stories alluded to through these fragmented objects and images speak to both the narratives of possibility and those that have been lived.

Thus, temps perdu, temps trouvé.