After a hiatus, I found my way back to the studio where I currently work in watercolors and embroidery. I also make pillows, shadow boxes, travel art kits, and fancy custom stepping stools. I love to reuse materials and am always on the lookout for discards: fabric, wood boxes, weathered boards, abandoned canvases, old furniture. Reusing saves space in the landfill and I inherit the imagined history of the object. What was the journey of a grammar textbook copyright 1923? Who last wore this dress? How did these photo albums end up at a thrift store? I like the idea of chance in art making.

Discards become a starting point. An old pair of pants are the rough edged background for a sewn together love ballad; a discarded chair is now a reimagined, reupholstered stool. Found photos of pets are my all time favorite collection.

I continuously upcycle, repurpose, and reimagine my art and myself. I have been a realist acrylic painter, movie counter girl, supposed surrealist, unsettled traveler, bookmaker, barista, art student, typesetter, cartoonist, printmaker, dadaist wannabe, engineering designer, chance late bloomer grad student, french fry slinger, oil rig worker, modern art mimicker, uptown geologist, always a traveler. I am neither profound nor original, and neither is my art. My art is my imagination, my exploration of materials and mood, and my many mistakes, which make up my style.

Small works for sale are found here.