Engineered cerebral landscapes constructed of Southern California color and void.
Am I victim of the modern world?
Human. Bones, muscle, sinew, and water.
Am I natural?
What is wrong with me?
Self diagnosis, medicate, create, repeat.
As technology and science advance, rabid and rapid, it is easy to become consumed. Art became a coping mechanism. Survival, no longer willing to succumb becomes a brush stroke, and a brush stroke became my voice.
My work centers around mental illness. I am interested in the physical, anatomical structures that are responsible for anxiety and depression in particular. Blending personal reflection and scientific research, I create pieces that attempt to honor both the subjective and objective side of psychological states. My process is similar to the scientific method and my art serves as evidence of what I have experienced and know to be true.