“ No man ever wetted clay and then left it, as if there would be bricks by chance and fortune.” — Plutarch
Artworks don’t happen by chance. Showing up to the studio every day—looking, thinking, and working with props and materials—allows the work to slowly take shape.
My studio shelves are full of found metal scraps, pieces of cardboard, fragments of wood and stone, some collected over 25 years ago.
Some of these found pieces, like the aggregate of rock with protruding stones, the shard of weathered, splintered wood, and the crushed egg carton, may not possess conventional beauty. Their rough textures and weathered authenticity have a humanity I am drawn to and build into my work.