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Artist Statement

This is everything I can not say in words. This is the weight of memory. This is the sound of my own breath when the world goes silent. Don’t go. Stay. Look. Listen to my whisper of the world that does not ask for permission to exist.Walk this threadlike tightrope. It is a rebellion, a return to authenticity. These fleeting moments caught in time’s slipstream, are reborn through oil paint. Quiet glimpses of private spaces I inhabit (you inhabit)—bathrooms, bedrooms—places that hold secrets and stories. This is the romanticization of an afterthought. Stay with me in this moment where time bends, where the body’s imprint remains.

Art should linger, like the echo of a first heartbreak or the smell of your mother’s hair. Art should leave you unsettled, like a memory that reshapes itself in the quiet of night. It is intrinsically feminine and unapologetically human. As fragile as a glass teetering on the edge of a table, as unyielding as Cezanne’s mountains, as daunting as the sound of a man’s boots echoing down a hallway, as tempting as fruit of the loom in the rain, as raw as the sticky layer of skin beneath a scab. It should resist words, speak without explanation, and cut straight to the primal roots of being.