Each night I dream in glass and paint and steel.

And when I start my day in the studio, I tote the best artifacts from those dreams into the waking world. You’ll find my work where nature and the Industrial Arts intersect—there’s something strange and captivating about the collision of things organic and mechanic. My body of work does more than vividly document the dreaming life; it’s an open invitation to you. Experience it with me. Fly on fire-hewn wings. Swim with hundreds of dazzling fish. Sway with ancient trees. Each of these works began as a particle. A pulse. A burst of REM sleep. And now each is manifest here for you. 

It’s all about movement. How the work moves, how the viewer connects to that movement—and is moved.
— Mark Groaning