Nancy Daubenspeck  


In writing about one’s work there is the danger of losing sight of the work itself. Is it possible that ideas and intentions while part of the process are not relevant to the result? Ultimately these are transformed in the alchemy of process and the result emerges mysterious, unfettered, freed.

If one looks at an artists work over time something distinctive and unnameable begins to emerge. a thread; something that even though it is talked about is never truly described outside of the work itself. It is that that I am after; that that is already here. That that changes and also remains the same.