I am fascinated by the idea that an everyday object that we take for granted can be transfigured and given new meaning by the process of painting it.

I saw in the light on the bed the same light that so enobled the paintings of Caravaggio, and was inmediately tempted to capture it.

The folds, creases and tensions of the unmade bed paraphrase the human body and hint of a presence that is both absent and lingering.