I spent much of my childhood scribbling into a three-ring notebook. It wasn't so much what I wrote, but the act of writing that consumed me. I experienced an ever present desire to translate my experiences and make sense of them, leaving traces of my internal landscape for a future self.
Moving from writing into the visual arts, I remain rooted in a constant compulsion to incorporate words and textual references into my work. Looking back over my graduate studies, some elements consistently cycle in and out of the work: the body(as its own path to knowledge), language, technology, light, and transparency.
Certain patterns follow us throughout our lives -- they rhythmically move us through behaviors, actions, and our own artistic practices. We are interrupted by moments of clarity, when our discoveries are blended with a recognition of the familiar.