About Artist
🌿 About
I create from what others overlook — from fragments of metal, layers of resin, pieces of wood, and traces of nature. My art begins in the discarded and ends in renewal. It’s not just a visual language but a dialogue between materials, memory, and spirit.
Living with complex PTSD and functional neurological disorder has shaped both my process and philosophy. Creation, for me, is not separate from recovery — it is recovery. Art became a way to retrain my body, to transform energy once frozen by trauma into movement, color, and form. Through making, I reenter my body, my history, and the world.
I’m influenced by artists who transform perception itself: the precision of da Vinci, the wonder of Michelangelo, the surreal honesty of DalÃ, and the transcendent anatomy of Alex Grey. The order of Escher, the impermanence of Goldsworthy, and the raw expressiveness of Basquiat taught me that chaos and logic coexist. I find inspiration in the organic designs of Haeckel, the bold compassion of Sargent, and the moral courage of Banksy and Bordalo II. I carry the spiritual stillness of Colbert, the dreamlike photography of Whaley, the textural depth of Mills, and the narrative simplicity of Silverstein as quiet guides.
I often let the materials decide what they wish to become. Sometimes the work emerges from destruction — rust, breakage, loss. Other times from stillness — a found object, a moment of silence, a gesture of forgiveness. My process is never linear; it’s cyclical, like nature’s way of regenerating itself.
Many of my earlier pieces no longer exist. They were dismantled, painted over, or returned to the earth. I’ve learned to see that impermanence as sacred — as proof that art, like life, does not need to last forever to have meaning.
What drives me is not the finished object, but the process of transformation — the moment when material, body, and spirit find equilibrium. My work invites others to slow down, feel deeply, and rediscover beauty in what’s been weathered. Because sometimes, what appears broken is only in the process of becoming whole.