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In Fragments, I employ a variety of mediums such as graphite, encaustic, and oils to create a layered landscape... a reminder of the importance of place and time. I am constantly exploring the nuances of beauty and the influence of nostalgia and loss on our life experiences. When I examine all of the elements of my personality, relationships, and life experiences, the predominating theme is the connection between great love and great loss. My work is an attempt to mark the moments of time when one is aware that the separation between joy and suffering is actually quite small. The idea that beauty can hurt and great love is often bound to great suffering fascinates me. I am in a constant pursuit to maintain our connection to beauty, awe, and wonder while also acknowledging the separation from these notions that occurs as we age and our daily responsibilities multiply. This collection seeks to represent our limited memory of a landscape and how we carry only a piece of that reality forward and thereby experience the ache of the loss of time itself.”
In Fragments, I employ a variety of mediums such as graphite, encaustic, and oils to create a layered landscape... a reminder of the importance of place and time. I am constantly exploring the nuances of beauty and the influence of nostalgia and loss on our life experiences. When I examine all of the elements of my personality, relationships, and life experiences, the predominating theme is the connection between great love and great loss. My work is an attempt to mark the moments of time when one is aware that the separation between joy and suffering is actually quite small. The idea that beauty can hurt and great love is often bound to great suffering fascinates me. I am in a constant pursuit to maintain our connection to beauty, awe, and wonder while also acknowledging the separation from these notions that occurs as we age and our daily responsibilities multiply. This collection seeks to represent our limited memory of a landscape and how we carry only a piece of that reality forward and thereby experience the ache of the loss of time itself.”