I use light as a metaphor for the spirit that lies within all living beings. Color is made of light and without light there is no color. These two elements are entwined with one another and the relationship between the two has been a long standing fascination for me. Each of these bodies of work explores that relationship within the context of a personal narrative.
When I was a kid ready made clothing was expensive. My mom made a great deal of out clothing in order to save money. Most days I prefer to wear my worn out dirty jeans, because most days I’m working. But then, there are other days when I find clothing to be the most immediate and expressive way of telling the world exactly how I feel. I like being able to rail without saying a single word.
I’ve made a great deal of really beautiful work, that I show in galleries. The making of this work brings me a great deal of joy. I am happy when a piece sells because someone is going to enjoy it; but really I make art for myself. Usually I investigate questions of how color and light influence each other and how I can manipulate one of those elements to influence and change the other. I’m not sure if it is because I am a recovering Catholic, or a modern day Californian, but at the end of a studio day I’m often seriously conflicted: I’ve got a feeling of bliss with undertones of guilt because my studio practice is a very selfish, expensive and self indulgent process.
Other times I am in a mood to express things that are really bothering me. Generally I use clothing and performance work to express my political views. Art is after all a very expressive form of communication.






