“These god-like female figures submerge and reemerge, playful, yet with purpose and almost ritualistic. The dramatic watery clouds appear alive and this dreamlike, ethereal playground encircles these swirling figures. The sun was beautifully peering through the clouds that morning, creating a soft shard of light that brought them an angelic-like glow. I like to imagine that these women are sensual and mysterious gatekeepers that rule the underworld, dancing in the playful hours. The silent brooding surge surrounding them is their refuge, perhaps a pathway to enlightenment.”