As an artist, I cannot keep myself from seeing. Whether I want to or not, my eyes are always examining and investigating the world around me—birds landing in a distant tree, ants rebuilding their home, friends struggling to connect. To the observant eye, nothing is hidden. Who we are, what we want, what we feel—everything is spoken by the physical form long before the words emerge. Grief, excitement, contemplation show themselves not just in our facial expression, but in the way we move or in the angle of our posture.
My works are searching to express themselves, and offer an invitation to the observer—Complete me, they seem to be saying. It is only in being seen that we can fully see ourselves. It is only in that connection that we become who we are.