I am terrified of the arbitrary. I am also terrified of decisions. I find comfort in entropy. My conceptual practice gains momentum by asking questions. It is there where my work begins: an obsession with raw materials and their object potential. In my process, I seek situations that lead to discoveries. New characteristics, functions, scales, textures, shapes, and systems. Handmade inventions. A finished piece’s true outcome is a new intelligence or energy that I will apply to the next work. As a result, I am always working on multiple projects at once. Elements or details from one piece can become another’s primary area of focus, cross pollinating.
My works, collections, and spontaneous experiments are seemingly disparate points. However, they are bound by a shared intention: each is a voyage, a process, designed to inspire and inform my next undertaking. Zooming out from afar, I see my practice
as a constellation of diverse destinations that come together to define a space by their points and boundaries. My work is brutally handmade - the labor, effort, and care; the trial, error, and investigation. But also the brutality of the process, the pushing and pulling of material, finding thresholds and potentials. What I do to the material, but also what the material does to me.