The year was 1961 and I was watching the night sky seated on the back porch roof outside my bedroom window on Chatham Street. A fireball streaked across the sky from north to south appearing to fall into Lake St. Clair. I sat humbled, thrilled, and stunned in magical disbelief while the spectacle was burned into my memory.

That cosmic event has become the single most formative ingredient and inspirational focus in the direction of my 40-year art practice. All of these bodies of work explore the universe by creating extraordinary cosmic fictions engaging all manner of media: stardust, ash, aluminum, bronze, paint, and Swarovsky elements. Furthermore, I was born on Andromeda Street in Amsterdam…..oh my!

Most recent investigations moved me to produce a massive oil-on-canvas diptych called “sterrenstof” (stardust).

I continue to collect stardust. I am doing what I’m supposed to be doing.