I have always drawn inspiration from and forgotten old things. I am fascinated by the weather worn and decaying remnants of our pasts- cities, places and people that used to be, and whose past existence we now live on top of. In the past, I have used my work to create a gateway between us and our troubled history, creating not only a vessel, but a layered link to the past. Creating works that visually reflect the physical trauma of a building or a structure is a bridge to understanding our own personal trauma, and finding the beauty in what makes us worn, the beauty in letting things go. I like to add notes of whimsy and fantasy into these works, creating a juxtaposition visually, while tapping into the human ability to hope and wonder fiercely.

During the recent quarantine, I had the fortunate opportunity to sit with my art and unpack it in ways that I don't usually have time to do. During this process, I began exploring my own history, my own experiences, and my own practices. Making art is a practice. Most things that give life are a "practice": music, yoga, meditation, spirituality, mindfulness, learning. Keeping with my deep love of old things, I wanted to explore "artifacts," both of our journey as women through the ages, and my journey as a woman through my life. The entire body is immensely personal in this way. This new body of work kisses the whimsy and fantasy that is so dear to me. Fantasy and whimsy have led me to mountaintops of sunshine and clarity throughout my own journey with trauma and mental illness, and in my work with mentally ill and traumatized children for the past decade. The work tells the story of my spiritual journey, my journey as a woman coming to terms with myself, and my longing to connect with both the past and present simultaneously. In the same breath, the work tells the story of all of us, the journey that we each have taken, the journey all humanity has taken- struggling with the mysteries, striving for understanding, longing for connection, and coming to terms with ourselves. The beauty I have found through this pandemic and this work is that we are all living a deeply individual and personal story, and our stories are also everybody's stories. We are all connected, walking each other home.