My work is about coming back to the whole self. For years, my own experiences and the culture around me pushed me to live in my head: analytical, logical, reasonable. The body’s information, the senses, the gut feelings, got pushed aside. Making art is how I listen to them again.
Bodies are everywhere in my work. Figures fold, stretch, crack open and come apart. Threads and roots tie things together, or try to. There are holes where something should be, and small faces held inside larger ones. I move between paint, ink, clay, plaster, wire and poured paint on mirror, depending on what the idea needs.
My recent paintings move out into space: nebulae, drifting rocks, orbits, rings of light. They come from a belief I’ve arrived at after a lifetime of wondering what it means to exist. We are all energy. We are not separate.