I began collaging with Christmas gift paper and torn and used fabric on my figure paintings. Soon I moved away from the figure and diversified my paintings towards abstraction. Now I make my collages using rusted metal scraps, broken plastics, literally, what I step on, also, bark, twigs, seeds, sand and dried grasses. This year I am 84 and, yes, I feel the tug of mortality and immortality. In my work, I nod to transformations; and, in gluing each piece with some artistic sensibility, I rejoice.