Twenty Nineteen.

Too close – too intimate

You’re stumbling into something you are not supposed to see. “Let’s go back” – a refrain from some half imagined memory

The sensation of an awkward breeze or a night’s memory reflected in a pool  

Dancing while the world falls apart   


I am a teaching artist working in Tennessee. My work has always dealt with themes of personal myth making. I’m interested in how we create meaning out of disorder and chaos, how a fleeting sound or image can burrow into the subconscious and become a sigil for powerful discoveries. I find inspiration in the overlooked, discarded, and forgotten.