Through painting, I create a visual language for the processes and forms people are made up of, but often cannot see or feel.

Since my hands and eyes can’t reach my insides, I make works with ‘scraps’ as a tactile process to provide food for the making of my oil paintings. Usually overlooked, flimsy materials are shredded, dangled and jammed into and over each other.

In my oil paintings, sinewy, intestinal organisms, repetitive gestural lines, heavy black voids, and moments where a form reaches out of itself into space reoccur. As I paint, spongy and brittle forms in snotty green and muscular pink are born into interior landscapes. Simultaneously, they are pushed and consumed by the black chasms. The forms fizz, droop and drool.