Focusing on tensions and liberations in my work,
I feel most of our emotions are locked into a
existential cocoon. My sculptures show the human
race as a singular individual searching for connection
but finding only alienation.
My recent work has become a symbol of struggle --
both being contained and liberating ourselves from
self-inflicted boundaries. Fears of ostracism, avoiding
distinction and hiding from greatness are all thoughts
that come to mind. These fears create sculptures
wrapped in extraordinary tension. The figures
struggle to unveil themselves in order to become
understood and known. These bound figures give
me a sense of unrest as if too much life is jammed into
too restrictive of space. I feel as if I am trying to live
my truth free and unveiled in a society that would
rather keep us contained.
From the moment we are born, the world tends to have a container already built for us to fit inside: a social security number, a gender, a race, a profession, an I.Q. I ponder if we are more defined by the container we are in than what we are inside. Would we recognize ourselves if we could expand beyond our bodies?
Would we still be able to exist if we are authentically "un-contained"?
I attempt to expand my sculptures beyond the human flesh of the figure and create the brilliance within us. Simultaneously, I cannot help but to see a dangerous dichotomy between falling apart and expanding beyond our limitations. When devastation becomes deliverance, ashes from the past can become the foundations of the future.