Artist Statement

A gatherer of the left-behind. Fabric scraps and cardboard, half finished jokes and stories untold.

Art comes in a shape, a color, a drawing, a play.

A body on stage under lights waiting for a joke to land in the sticky sweaty nervous night, yearning to connect.

And the room itself, a circle, a group, many voices leaning in.

People with their stories folding and unfolding, the untold stories hold us all captive.

We make things to make sense. A hand moves, shapes appear and the mind catches up.

I want to tend to the space between hand and knowing, turning towards a greater knowing, freeing hands till they dance with life.

In the letting go we gain it all.

To walk is to listen and I am listening, always listening, ever deeper.