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a canvas, waiting for its surface
clay as a poetic artifact

Through printing techniques, image transfers, underglaze application, sgraffito, inlay, and wax resist glazing I indulge the surface.

using our hands to tell stories

pinching, pulling, pressing

its narrative conduit recalls past eras, while firmly reminding us of the Anthropocence 

I welcome curiosity about the nature of beauty and temporality, and invite the viewer to build their own story

storytelling as an art form 

I am interested in human connection and our relationship to the landscape. How does love, struggle and memory internally coalesce as layered stories? 

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