Statement

My practice is concerned with illegibility, inscrutability, and collapse. Beginning with the understanding that most Indigenous cultures are existing in a post-apocalyptic reality, I approach the act of building sculpture as a kind of prayer: a futile attempt to communicate with and better know generations of lost, unknowable histories. An endlessly looping signal without reply.

The sculptures themselves are precarious and messy, comprised of ubiquitous consumer goods (wooden pallets, cardboard, textiles) that I salvage and then manipulate with raw earthen materials (beeswax, lime, soil, plant fiber, pigment) in an attempt to remove them from a capitalist framework and re-establish their subjecthood.

In this way, they are stand-ins for our bodies, and through their transformation I ask if we, too, can be transformed, made human, and find our way back to the earth.