My artwork revolves around the time-intensive act of cutting intricate patterns using a utility knife. Moving my hands in these repetitive movements transforms my art practice into a meditative experience. By the time I finish an artwork, my hands ache and I have more callouses than I can count, but like most meditation, I am rewarded with more awareness and clarity, both results I consider an essential part of my art.
Making art during a pandemic…not something I expected to experience during my lifetime. In some ways, little has changed. My husband and I were both working from home before...
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I knew this was going to happen one day. I just thought it’d be in ten, maybe twenty years from now. Wishful thinking, I guess. After seeing a wrist...
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