Small Worlds
On a beach, I found a tiny shell. On it lived an entire world held together by sand, seaweed, tides, and time. That shell is where these paintings began. Made with ink, paper, collage, and scraps of fabric, each piece starts with play and becomes a small world. Like that shell, these paintings hold many things: memories, feelings, and dreams. Places I have been, and places that exist only in my head. Being underwater. Floating. Dropping down below the noise. Things coming apart, and things being held together.
