I begin my paintings by looking deep in to the
forest of my thoughts and fears. There, I find the white rabbit, my guide who
takes me deeper into the woods. Within its borders, the skin of the rabbit
becomes my prepared canvas. Once dry, I begin to cover it, hiding all its
natural beauty by imposing my will. I quickly realize a desire to turn and run
from the woods, back to the road that leads to nowhere, where I gaze back
toward the trees and the creation that lies within them. Instead of returning,
I pick a few berries and leaves to crush into pigment and mix with oil to
further disguise who I am. After all these years, I realize that I have tried
to figure out where the roots of my self-punishing actions have sprung. The
freedom I find through this process has allowed me to discover the pains and
pleasures of self-awareness.
My exhibition comes from a place of many hidden secrets. This body of work presents the voiceless children whose battered and battered appearance only shows the superficial, visible effects of the issue. Look deeper and the reprehensible results of abuse, such as dysfunction, violence, and vicious cycles of behavior, can be seen. These paintings bring to light a side of society that should not be ignored or brushed under the rug.
My exhibition comes from a place of many hidden secrets. This body of work presents the voiceless children whose battered and battered appearance only shows the superficial, visible effects of the issue. Look deeper and the reprehensible results of abuse, such as dysfunction, violence, and vicious cycles of behavior, can be seen. These paintings bring to light a side of society that should not be ignored or brushed under the rug.
Like poison in berries, the inspiration for this
series stems from societal issues I have a deep connection with. The process of
creating these works was like childbirth in the urgency I felt in bringing
awareness to the problem of child abuse as well as purging my personal
struggles and experiences. Once I peer into the trees and follow the rabbit
into the forest, I sense a peace and comfort that only comes from the disguise
of creation.


