I am a human being. I am here, I am safe, I am loved, and I am love. My art is simply an expression of all the people and experiences this consciousness has journeyed through over the last twenty-nine trips around the sun. I am a reflection of you and you a reflection of me. We are all here together, connected by entities beyond our finite conceptualization as well as things we can touch.

I create drawings on paper with ink, paint, oil pastel, pencil or a combination. These are the result of creating space for myself to express this experience. There might be a vague plan looking at the blank page, but most of the time, I allow what wants to come out to come out. They are pattern-less patterns, woven together with color, contrast, and contradictions. I also offer crocheted bags. I have chosen one of the simplest stitches, the single crochet stitch, and repeat this stitch one after another after another, listening to the yarn until the bag takes form and becomes a tangible boundary. This boundary creates a container, which creates a safe place for things to live, recharge, and rest inside.

Exploring the immeasurable and infinite depths that exist in the darkness has been one of my teachers and guides in this life. I think the darkness is an integral, powerful, and beautiful aspect our society tries to encourage us to ignore, but ignoring only allows things to grow outside of awareness, and certainly does not mean that which is ignored doesn’t exist. I have been blessed with human beings who have taught and guided me on how to create and hold these types of spaces while I engage with and process my own darkness. Creating and holding space for people to be able to hear themselves and process the unprocessed is an honor, a privilege and a gift I was freely and lovingly given.

Death is a natural, transformative, and beautiful experience we all get to journey through at some point. Death is an expression of life and thus an art form of the universe. Life and death, in harmony, can be experienced through simple repetition of people and events each moment, day after day. Death is guaranteed and most of us do not choose when. The dominant culture in this country has sold us fear when it comes to death. This fear creates a barrier separating us from our own mortality. Mortality is a gift for us on this plane. It’s a process of renewal, change, growth, and gives way for life to happen. Death happens on a consistent basis all around us whether we acknowledge it or not. Spending time with and accepting our own death allows us to see our lives more honestly and completely giving ourselves space to listen to the quiet, loving, kind pieces of us.

These are things that help me to grow, challenge me, and teach me about the world inside and out, which are separated by an illusion. They impact my life and have been pivotal in opening blockages I have acquired or built to the beauty of this spectacular existence. This life is confusing, heavy, dark, and really hard sometimes especially at points of transitions into or out of things. I have found having support and guidance at these times allows for a container to be created and held so that the things inside of us, which scare us, can be acknowledged for what they are and awareness can grow. Come share your journey, your art, with me.

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