In this new body of work, shapes have become sharp and triangular, like paper airplanes and unfolded origami. Color stands in for folds and reflections, doing the work of light, as if each flat plane were catching it at a different angle. Each facet is a moment, a shape pushed and pulled until the light sits right.
Showing alongside my paintings are ceramic wall sculptures, a new addition to my practice. As an artist, I’m always pushing myself to learn new ways of making, thinking, and using my hands. Clay is wildly different from painting. It’s slower and more process-oriented, and it uses different parts of my body and mind. I feel more connected to the earth, taking rocks apart and remaking them into my voice.
