Picture this. A spiritual place, either real or imagined, conjured from delicate washes of sea-green watercolor over barely-visible pencil guidelines. The almost mystical light is modulated; the surface, luminous. An intimate, consistent progression, or a series of speculations, in which each variation clarifies and helps generate the next. Deceptively simple, spare and sensual, the drawing has the liberating power to transcend reality, affording us a glimpse of a richer dimension. Poetry itself.