The only place I had ever really painted in a serious and continuous way (aside from hotel rooms and hospitals) was my Santa Monica studio, a converted garage. That was home, and the light and space and color were intrinsic to the work that I made there for 20 years. A second space in a back room of my house was where I made works on paper. After a move to El Cerrito in the Bay Area, I have continued the same arrangement, but the garage-studio had proven to be well, less than welcoming and so in 2024 I finally built a proper studio with light, plumbing, and views across the bay.