In my art practice I am redressing how I speak, for whom I speak, and what I say after a life of masking my own voice. Sometimes I speak in a language nearly subjugated to extinction, other times it feels as though I might as well be speaking another language anyway. Strange voice of otherness, deep and guttural, speaking to something that an audience might have forgotten, maybe deliberately, maybe without choice. I use time-based media and anything else that feels immediate enough to let it all out. My practice ebbs and flows around the realities of caring responsibilities and needing an income, which are also important factors in my work.

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