I begin each painting with an intention that I write on a small piece of paper and sew behind a patch. As I paint, the patch becomes a part of the new surface of the work, thereby nudging me away from my intention and toward what I do not know. It is here, in this being lost that the work is the hardest and most uncomfortable. It is when I realize that my intention was only ever the beginning; it was never meant to be the end. While this may seem obvious or trite by modern cultural standards (“It’s the journey, not the destination.”), working with and through this realization is still so hard.

By the time you see my paintings, you are seeing the story of a struggle that has given and must always give way to surrender.