I keep drawing the trees, the rocks, the river, I'm still learning how to see them I'm still discovering how to render their forms. I will spend a lifetime doing that. Maybe someday I'll get it right.

To draw a tree, to pay such close attention to every aspect of a tree, is an act of reverence not only toward the tree, and toward the earth itself, but also our human connection to it. This is one of the magical things about drawing - it gives us almost visionary moments of connectedness.

I spend as much time as I can sketching from nature, Dartmoor contains such a rich variety of landscape, as many boulders, foaming rivers and twisted trees as my heart could ever desire. . . . When I look into a river, I feel I could spend a whole lifetime just painting that river.

When I draw something, I try to build some kind of history into it. Drawing an object that has a certain amount of wear and tear or rust or a tree that is damaged. I love trying to render not just the object, but what it has been through.

I'm drawn to characters who bear similarities to the protagonists in myths and legends. (...)