The work I have done so far depicts the emotional landscape of my childhood as I remember ita blur of color and movement flashing by the static iconography of the past: those tiny company houses where the roughnecks lived, old-style telephone poles, Humble Gasoline signs, oil pumping and drilling rigs. And enveloping that landscape, out of balance in scale, space, and perspective, are these figures that seem to dominate and subdue, not with violence, but with curiosity and playful interaction. Including undertones of play, humor and a hint of existential angst is my way of engaging the viewer, extending an invitation to spend some time in this space, to figure out the story, or to pretend a new one.