“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language
And next year’s words await another voice.
And to make an end is to make a beginning.”
- T.S. Eliot, ‘Little Gidding’

Echoing the words above, I feel now more than maybe any previous year, that my visual language will undergo some changes in the coming year. Not a harsh parting but a natural evolution of inner images that seek to be made manifest. I recently read about someone promising “not to change this coming year”. For me this would be the worst outcome of the new year. I see change as positive. I long to change from year to year, if I didn’t, I feel I would have failed to grasp all the opportunities life lays in front of me, to grow as a person. So my promise is to allow change to enter, let the flow of life transform me, to change me by granting me more understanding of life and its intricacies, and to let my work evolve into more and more honed direction, so that each passing year it shows more clearly that which I have envisioned.