My designs have come with very little influence from the design world. They owe their existence more to the quiet aisles of the hardware store, where the artifacts of home and industry daydream a bit before going to work. Fluorescent tubes on the shelf, not overhead in cheap fixtures punishing our mood, look more like part of a science fiction fantasy-spirits trapped in glass. The odd and sundry items speak anew, as though discovered for the first time, and are thus put to uses never dreamed of by their original inventor.

Lighting has been of special interest, having personally found no faster and better way to alter the mood climate of a room. The fluorescent fixtures provide humor and vitality on a hot summer's evening, while the lampettes and rosettes are first rate gloom cutters for an overcast winter's month, akin to the warmth of a glowing hearth fire but without the soot and smoke. And there is that fact of the human animal's draw to warmth and light which I happily celebrate, swapping electricity for fire and recreating primal cheer for the modern dwelling.