My works on paper reflect fragments of thought, feeling, or sensation. They are provisional and ephemeral, the realization of a moment or the residue of the day. Reflecting the stream of my consciousness, some are analogous to a single word or utterance, and others -- often diptychs or triptychs -- resemble excerpts from a longer narrative.
The series, Diary Pages, is an ongoing part of my practice. Made on familiar calendar
pages, they juxtapose the orderly passage of time with the messy, often random realities that characterize our days.
I work exclusively on paper which, like skin, is fragile and permeable. It yields readily to the touch, calling to mind the imperfections that accumulate with time and experience on the body and the psyche.
My work is small, spare, and reticent, a conscious choice. In a world where so much
seems big, loud, and competing for attention, I value what is otherwise and regret
that it is often overlooked. I am interested in how little one can say and still convey meaning.