I am drawn to the edges of things, the truth of interconnectedness and suffering, the mystery of beginnings and endings, the profound power of water. Images pre-exist humans in camouflage, the flounder you don’t see on the oyster bed, the eyespot on the wings of the moth, evolutionary landscape painting, copied and pasted forward in time. A ridiculous mask, the puppet that bleeds, the rhythm of a body in motion are attempts to insert a consciousness of play in this space and share what happens. 

We are social animals performing in time, loving, attending, deluding, consuming and being consumed. Intentional play, humor and absurdity are grounding, revealing approaches to making. For me, this is the only honest path forward for creating work, for human solidarity. 

Love is an animal with other animals inside it.