When I was a child, I had yearned to be one of the boys. I wanted to be as strong, as fast- their equal. I built forts in the woods like them, tried to play sports as well as them; I seldom wore dresses, and never played with Barbie dolls. Now, I wouldn’t trade anything to be a man, but I still desire that equality I knew was amiss even as a small girl. That desire for equality has been a driving force in my art. Much like the forts I built and the games I created with the kids in my neighborhood, I now dream of building fortresses of steel and playgrounds for adults and children alike to escape to. Within my large outdoor works, I tend to employ an investigation of mythological creatures, deities and their lore, and strive to create an interactive experience for discovery by utilizing found objects with the elements air, fire, water, wood and metal. 

Quite often, I seek out the experience of collaborating with others, for I am drawn to the challenge of pulling together a team of people who have the ability to work well together. This situation allows for the opportunity give-and-take, and to learn from, and be inspired by each other. In my search for co-collaborators, I generally look in the direction of those who Aspire to Inspire as much as I.

My assemblage and altar pieces incorporate an altered rendition of the human heart as religious icon where an atypical hybrid is produced and visually suspended in time. Each expresses a turbulence in relation to the heart, yet they’re also derivative of the historical sacrificial offerings made by the Mayans. A reenactment of the tearing out of the beating heart from their victims chest in honor of their Gods. I have come to realize that these hearts find commonality with the iconic Immaculate Heart of Mary for which I have newfound inspiration for creating figurative sculpture.

Currently, my art practice is leading me toward creating a transformational marriage between my assemblages and steel works with the subject matter of my paintings. Forming this union will offer me the opportunity to express the dichotomy that exists within me of my attraction to the Catholic Church’s artifacts, altars, and sculptures, which highly contrasts with the repulsion I once felt for the Catholic dictates that were forced upon me as a child.