Much of the intensity of our relationship with nature stems from its implications on our own lives. As we do with the outside world, should we strive to control and tame our inner worlds, and, if so, to what degree? Is this process of self-control akin to building a fence in a forest, transporting water through pipes, or trimming trees and shrubbery? In doing so, we allow the natural surroundings to exist, but within the limits that we set. Are our inner selves wild, untamed forests, or lone trees growing on manicured lawns and urban sidewalks? Is one superior to the other, or do each have their place? There is beauty in order, as well as beauty in the wild and untamed. In some paintings, I sought to merge these two ideas, in others, they lean more towards one camp.