Intimacy quietly folds itself into my day. It is revealed when I am close enough to someone to notice the pickling of skin from socks that were left on for too long or the scent of my soap on somebody else's body. Tenderness sits softly beside this intimacy; one does not exist without the other.
My work pulls from remembered observances; told memories softening and folding into my self-defined rememberings. Through a slow dive into material (primarily clay and cloth) vessels are created alongside sculptural objects, harnessing traces of memory to expand and incorporate the human body. The transformation of my visual imagery into physical form, marks an extension of identity and enlarges an aspect of self. Slight nuances in texture and color become a formal study of surface, hue, form, and gesture placing my work somewhere between object and performance.