ARTIST STATEMENTS & SHORT FICTION

Synthesis

Synthesis

Life is an infinite jigsaw puzzle consisting of countless pieces and possible configurations, just waiting to be put together in the way we want. At least, that’s how I’ve always...

Synthesis

Life is an infinite jigsaw puzzle consisting of countless pieces and possible configurations, just waiting to be put together in the way we want. At least, that’s how I’ve always...

Solutions

Solutions

My life, at times, is a vast expanse of bedsheets, full sharps containers, and the black void of my closed eyes under an ice pack. During an episode, I lie...

Solutions

My life, at times, is a vast expanse of bedsheets, full sharps containers, and the black void of my closed eyes under an ice pack. During an episode, I lie...

Shimmer

Shimmer

A dance, a glow. A shimmer and spark. I always play with my florals before creating a work. I waltz them across my table to acquaint myself with their every...

Shimmer

A dance, a glow. A shimmer and spark. I always play with my florals before creating a work. I waltz them across my table to acquaint myself with their every...

A Place at the Table

A Place at the Table

Reserving a seat or setting a table for loved ones who have passed is a tradition for some. This is a cherished and enduring custom in many families, cultures, and...

A Place at the Table

Reserving a seat or setting a table for loved ones who have passed is a tradition for some. This is a cherished and enduring custom in many families, cultures, and...

Flowers from the Underworld

Flowers from the Underworld

Six seeds, and the sound of an armored door swinging shut for six months. Is this what the pomegranates resembled? Glistening, labyrinthine, brimming with promise and secrets. They must have...

Flowers from the Underworld

Six seeds, and the sound of an armored door swinging shut for six months. Is this what the pomegranates resembled? Glistening, labyrinthine, brimming with promise and secrets. They must have...

Blackwood

Blackwood

“Some of us, that day, she led inexorably through the gates of death. Some of us, innocent and unsuspecting, took, unwillingly, that one last step to oblivion. Some of us...

Blackwood

“Some of us, that day, she led inexorably through the gates of death. Some of us, innocent and unsuspecting, took, unwillingly, that one last step to oblivion. Some of us...