statement

My compositions are claustrophobic and lacking air. At a glance, they are quirky and humorous though hints of underlying anxiety and guilt betray this as a defense mechanism conveying a false sense of security. The physicality of the paint becomes paradoxical. Constantly reworking the image, painting over failed attempts in order to put the most honest foot forward, the layers and textures build on the surface and in effect deny entry into my painted worlds. Collectively they speak to the necessity and unease of broaching subjects such as gender, sexuality, trauma and neurosis.