Art has always been an outlet for me, particularly as an outlier in the conservatively constricting society and school system I had grown up in, geared to defend the status quo and brutalize any deviation from it.

When my son was born, I was twenty-one, essentially a child and untested in the ways of such insurmountable responsibilities. It became apparent to me very quickly that my life would become his and revolve around him. I found only much later in life that I had the room to consider the impact such a change had on my mental state after years of ignoring the depth of what I set aside to create space for him. 

At seven, his mother could no longer hold that space for him. Her demons had outgrown her will to fight them. His fears, worries, failures, and achievements were now mine to carry. I spent a lot of time looking back, considering the ways in which her departure from his life had impacted both of us and navigating the ways to protect him from the fallout and trauma he had experienced. 

It is perilous to ignore mental health while trying to battle for the upper hand. My hope is that my work can show the non-linear motion of establishing stability and how sometimes losing the battle is not always a loss. 

There can be beauty in trauma if expressed correctly.

I am a process-orientated artist and consider my work a long-haul project utilizing scale, tone, and texture to create experiential art channeling these emotional landscapes.

I work with symbology and metaphors that speak to the complex relationship between our understanding of the world around us and our often-tenuous grasp of the interior worlds within us.