My practice is reemerging. I am painting edge to edge, no white space, no hesitation — following the energy wherever it leads.

These years my practice lived mostly in my mind, in journals, in the quiet spaces between raising three boys. What emerged on canvas was spare but intentional — pressure that had been building, finally finding a surface.

My time in the studio is fleeting as I take care of two young boys while pregnant. Some sketches, photography and journal entries become my creative outlet.

With a new baby and less time than ever, I painted less and thought more. The work that did arrive came with unusual physical force — raw canvas, sewn seams, marks made like I was running out of time.

The most alive year of my practice. I painted almost every day, showed up vulnerably, and made work from grief and joy simultaneously. This collection is the fullest expression of everything I believe painting can be.

Current events asked me to process difficult emotions through paint. I chose instead to reach for alchemy — to make work from joy as an act of resistance, believing that positivity is its own kind of power.

Newly a mother, newly in California, newly returned to a daily practice. This work is painted from memory and music and the frenetic joy of youth — the feeling of being twenty and believing everything is still possible.

Current events asked me to process difficult emotions through paint. I chose instead to reach for alchemy — to make work from joy as an act of resistance, believing that positivity is its own kind of power.