"I am making a place that doesn’t exist. Drawing with my eyes closed leads me into it. Marks behave with immediacy, connecting my body and the surface they trace. I am attracted to particular surfaces for their connection to my skin. I draw lines, trace, cut out, stack, and scrap material. The grooves found in plywood, the soft sensual feeling of velvet, the static vibration of white lined carpeting, and the allure of stone paper.

Repetitive activity quietly exists on the surface of my work. At a distance it may appear merely as a shape, some lines, or a texture. It is not until a viewer engages closer that they sense indications of repetitive behavior of scratchings, spirals, or cut edges. The shapes have a past, generated from a place that doesn’t exist within me to residing in a new place that doesn’t exist within the viewer."