I began music because my father received a guitar as a gift from my mother, and I was playful and curious. Once it was finally in my hands, I wasn't really able to put it down. it's difficult to know if this is because I could garner attention with it, or if it was due to a drive to explore the relevant properties of the Universe.

Shortly thereafter, I wanted to make my own music.

In the teenage years, I wanted to become a virtuoso like the masters I cherished.

In my early 20s, I wanted to master other forms of music. No stone left unturned, I had to explore them all. Perhaps it would have been easier to focus on one style and master a repertoire for it, but I don't regret it for a second. In my case, I had been curious to craft my own understanding of negotiating harmonic movement and maximizing the colour and tension of structural transformation.

In my 30s, I began to have to balance music with technology, as both became loves of mine. Ultimately, however, it's difficult to disregard the real time element of music, especially where one dances with chaos and leads it towards order.