Life is still a mystery to me and even my life/ my self is mysterious to me. It is beautiful and it is horrible. I have always been attracted to the grime and dingy edges of human existence as well as in the softly lit folds. My work intersects my personal narrative with the story of our schizophrenic world and bundles them together to make a record of it's effect. My work is very emotive. I try to work inside of my emotions and think beside them so that my work does not become too sentimental. I want that mystery to stick to the work, to stick to the viewer.