A person in pink pants sits on the edge of a bed in a room with houseplants, their pose suggesting a moment of quiet contemplation before starting the day.
A person in pink pants sits on the edge of a bed in a room with houseplants, their pose suggesting a moment of quiet contemplation before starting the day.
"Every piece I make is a puzzle I didn’t know I was solving."
I don’t sketch with a plan. I begin with tension, or silence, or something I felt three weeks ago. Then I layer, erase, and rebuild. My work reflects the mess beneath the surface raw, shifting, unfinished, like all of us.