My collages are my visual stories of the struggles and triumphs of a life well lived, of the
brutality of death and the joy of birth. The smallest of objects can start the creation of a
piece, igniting a memory, which grows as the piece grows. My collages are stories of my life,
from my poor up bringing to finding “god” in the most unlikely places. The collages are a
stitch out of time, frayed scraps mounted over layers of felt and lace with bits of shells to tell a
story about a day at the beach or maybe just the thought of wanting to see the ocean translates
into a shell.
My technique involves the freehand cutting of antique materials into shapes, which I pin
loosely to a white board, “painting with textile”. Later I adjust, recut, combine, and
recombine them till the story is told. Each piece represents a piece of who I am.
Salvaged, recycled, natural materials enrich my pieces. I believe in respecting the materials I
use by letting them speak for themselves, they also have a story to tell. I embrace the tattered
and disheveled quality of the materials I use. I find them beautiful and inspiring.