I have been drawing with a typewriter for 24 years. During that time I have developed marks that are my visual language: a drawing language ‘written’ by type, and a written language drawn as mark and form.

I began drawing out of the need to communicate, to find my own language; I was looking for a way to record my thoughts and ideas. I began writing with a typewriter, a tool that could keep up with my thoughts. However, I employed no rules of the written language: no capitalization, no punctuation, no paragraphs. The writing slowly transformed-the words left the page and what remained has become my language: drawing.

I like the idea that the images typed hover between the abstracted familiar, and the intimately far-away; a lasting provocation of shifting scale. In 2003 I worked on an organic farm. Driving a Kubota tractor, making marks in the earth, patterns much the way I had with the typewriter, was a liberating experience in how I think about making drawings. To have spent time considering the space and the landscape of my typed drawings, imagining what they would be like as forms in the landscape, and then to be drawing across twenty-five acres made sense to me. The drawing plane had opened enormously. The marks in the earth to prepare the soil was one drawing, the seeds being dropped in another, and then to see the plants sprout into colorful marks on such a seemingly vast page of surface and time has remained with me. That experience allowed me to think broadly about drawing, to the possibilities of mark-making. There are no limitations to drawing in my mind, and it is with this notion of the expanded field, literally and rhetorically, that I engage with the world through my work.