Reality can be slippery

Some days you’ve got it in a firm handshake, other days it’s more of a limp high-five before it wriggles away. It can arrive bright and clear, then blur at the edges, fading like a half-remembered dream. These paintings live in that in-between when you’re trying to stay present, but your mind keeps sneaking out the back door, wandering into its own quiet elsewhere.

Visually, I want my work to hold this tension between grasp and release. Hands that reach, clutch, or hover in open air, caught between holding on and letting go. Soft, luminous colors and tender forms meet with frayed edges, blurred lines, and open space. Colors pop, shapes dance, and lines waver as if they’re not entirely convinced where to stand. The push and pull between solidity and dissolution mirrors the mental state of being split-half rooted in the moment, half adrift in the mind.

My goal with this work is to make paintings that are at once intimate and disquieting drawn from the fragile beauty of staying tethered, even when the threads feel thin.