WHERE THE LINE ENDS.
Every piece begins with a feeling and moves between what I feel and what I see.
I build my work through layers of acrylic, charcoal, and pastel, working primarily on wood panels.
Every decision is an act of distillation. I exaggerate what matters, remove what doesn’t, and leave unresolved what cannot be explained.
the PROCESS
She Saw The Problem Clearly
Night Vision, Lipstick On
She Turned Her Back First
She Was Not Taking Suggestions
The Smile Was The Warning
The Shoes Had Somewhere To Be
Auntie Energy, Future Tense
Family Photo With A Fault Line
She Had Already Decided
She Made The Face First
The Cigarette Was A Prop
Boundaries, But Make Them Satin
She Brought Lipstick To The Argument
The Glasses Were Not Optional
She Had Neck For Miles And Patience For None
Wrapped, Not Rescued
The Blue Dress Knew Everything
She Was Built From Moonlight And Bad Advice
The Crack Was Decorative
She Could Hear The Room Thinking
The Wings Were Evidence
The Bicycle Waited Outside
The Cat Had Opinions
She Dreamed In Side Profile
She Swung Anyway
Neon Was Her Neutral
Side Profile, Full Suspicion
Chair With Consequences
Tiny Bike, Large Feelings
The Call Was Already Too Much
Coffee, Cigarette, Exit Plan
The Phone Rang Like A Bad Idea
Vogue, But Unwell
She Took Her Coffee Personally
She Preferred The Yellow Lamp
She Preferred The Wallpaper Dramatic
Wings Before Permission
Exit Strategy, With Wheels
Bubblegum Princess
Lavender Static With Witness Eyes
The Warning Wore Green Glasses
The Room Was Already Too Small
The Tea Knew First
Melrose, But Make It Mine
PeaceFul
Pink Noise
Green Room Behaviour
Video Killed The Radio Star
Love , Paws and a Lot of Quirk
Unfiltered