My aesthetic is a defense mechanism. Places and objects that are clean, crisp, and brand new make me crazy because they appear empty. Pristine drives me to crumble the edges; rub dirt, paint, wax, and oil into corners; tearing to pieces; rearrange; and reassemble. I feel the need to fill space with color, symbols, words, and mystery. I am compelled to transform objects that come to me and the spaces I occupy.
Currently I am exploring two themes, my relationship with myself and with animals. I create art about myself in an attempt to explore the surprise, anger, frustration, and disappointment I feel when examining my lack of control over my life and my body. In turn I create art revealing my relationships with animals, and how I hold them sacred. They act as guardians offering comfort and guidance when I am at most vulnerable, examining myself.
Currently I am exploring two themes, my relationship with myself and with animals. I create art about myself in an attempt to explore the surprise, anger, frustration, and disappointment I feel when examining my lack of control over my life and my body. In turn I create art revealing my relationships with animals, and how I hold them sacred. They act as guardians offering comfort and guidance when I am at most vulnerable, examining myself.
