perimeters and filaments

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I create because of my birth, my ancestry, and the experiences that have formed indelible memories throughout my life. Do the marks I make begin with me, or do they simply find their conclusion here? I have always been aware of boundaries—those I set for my own wellbeing and those imposed by others.

Recently, I decided it was time to catalogue my work before age further diminishes my cognitive abilities. In doing so, I uncovered, acknowledged, and accepted the subconscious narrative that runs through my practice. Filaments of one work can be found within another. The thread of the mental has become entwined with the physical world I inhabit.

Fibres in fabric, marks on paper and canvas, and the deliberate cracks and crevasses in my pottery are all connected. Together they reflect a lifetime of experience, heritage, and personal development, revealing the ways in which memory, identity, and materiality have become inseparable within my work.