The scale of our bodies creates many illusions, and I am reminded of this when my sense of reality is challenged during encounters in nature. I am intrigued by the physical limitations of human perception. Water is my eternal muse, and I find a great deal of poetry in the idea that the bodies of humans and animals and rivers are all integral parts of  its cycle. We are all carrying and being animated by water. Water embodies change, and everything changes. 

Water’s surface is a delightfully confusing portal. This ambiguous, medial space is present in all relationships, in all our actions and in all ideas we uphold. There will always be layers of meaning we inevitably fail to understand and yet we earnestly try to make sense of our environments. Water creates a dimension of unclear inbetweeness: the sky reflected on the surface of a pond, met by the obscured image of rocks resting in a riverbed. My art rejects simple binaries and embraces the queer visual manifestations of the relationship between matter and energy, evolving outside our understanding.