"Personally, climbing is my anchor. My first childhood memory was of climbing the outside of the chimney of my family’s house. And throughout my life, I have always felt a compulsion to climb. Though climbing is perceived by some as a frivolous distraction, over the years I have come to appreciate the abstract value of climbing in my life. The ritual of climbing strips away the static interference that often clutters my mind. Climbing demands complete presence in the moment and thus leaves me with a clarified mind. Climbing has become like an involute curve, the lines I’ve unwound on cliffs and mountainsides are not mere segments, but rather spirals wound around my self, imaginary gears that have helped engineer my life, the concrete realities of my life were driven by them, as abstract as they may have seemed."