There is always something to anticipate, whether
celebratory or sad. Commonplace items are signifiers of function and the same
reverence set aside for celebration
and mourning is not reserved for cooking dinner or paying bills. Are routine
experiences less important or memory-worthy
than celebratory moments? What is the purpose of celebration? Is it empty,
bound to disappoint, or is it ritualistic punctuation of the mundane? How is
meaning assigned to experience? These are some of the questions my work
addresses.
My recent bodies of work utilize carriers of celebration such as cake, sprinkles, and
confetti in addition to über traditional and loaded symbols such as gold leaf
in an attempt to understand the paradoxical hierarchy of experiential value. I
use a wide range of materials and approaches in my studio practice, paying Homage to monotony and
subjugating celebration with chaos in a desperate attempt to capture fleeting
moments while simultaneously surrendering to the inevitability of change.
