Inspired by an impromptu trip to Iceland, these paintings are my homage to the bleak, powerful and sometimes desolate beauty i witnessed. Every hill, stream, rock and cliff had such a strong sense of being, as if they were characters in the story of the island. In these paintings i attempt to recreate this feeling of presence exuding from natural forms by following the contours and forms dealt to me by the birch wood panels. There are few birch trees left in Iceland after centuries of deforestation that began nearly a thousand years ago. The lack of trees, however, aids the viewer in seeing exactly one moment of the earth in an evolving volatile state. The patterns found in the birch panels gave me a similar snapshot at a long process of growth, and within these constraints i tried to evoke a similar feeling of presence.