"Perhaps the dead weight of my arm is a wing..."
-Molly McCully Brown,
The Virginia State Colony for Epileptics and Feebleminded
In the paintings and works on paper I create - I am looking for that space of “perhaps”. A place I imagine inside of all of us that is the birthing space for the raw material of our lives to transform into the experiences and choices that will shape us into human beings who engage with the world and the people in it. These paintings are my process for staying connected with a world I often feel I don’t have the skills to embrace or understand. Often I feel that sensation of just being a dead weight, of not wanting to move. However, through the process of my work - allowing tar and oil paint to mix and transform one another on canvas, and the physical process of me moving those products around, making marks, etc. - it gives me a tangible product for an intangible internal process. My work allows that space of “perhaps” to open up within myself and I begin to think that what may feel like dead weight may actually be a wing, and I move.