My work reimagines and reacts to the natural world and what it means to be human in it through explorative iterations delving into density, scale, gravity, flexibility and structure, using a self-created language of hand-sculpted clay petals.

It always begins with a hand-sculpted clay petal.  Then that petal is built upon with more petals and turned into a rose, or instead pulled to create a flimsy petal and then built upon to make a tipsy rose, or instead left to itself and pulled and smashed and stretched against the canvas like a paint stroke.  Or the petal is turned on its side like a sleeping child with many other sleeping children- or alone- or rolled into itself to resemble some sea creature, or pushed to stand tall with other petals like an army of soldiers, or gently pressed to lean, sway, dance, flit. Or rolled up completely into itself like a ball.  However each petal evolves in one of my compositions, I never know until I surrender to it; I do know it always begins, builds and ends with a simple hand-sculpted clay petal.