My eyes have always been attracted to patterns left on surfaces. Whether it be graffiti, skid marks on highways, or natural stains left on rock walls, I wonder what was behind the marking. What is the story behind these marks we see in our everyday lives? Sometimes the fantasies are better than the reality, but the quest is always fun. I get to be a child again and ask why and the great adventure begins and ends with a story of the journey. Just think how many millions of stories like these have been spoken and recorded by the universe. So each piece becomes a witness.