These are works of the intimacy of home, of the studio, universally familiar places that maybe aren't our own but a fantasy of something slower.
The work serves as a documentation and celebration of my life at the conclusion of my childless early thirties and the very early days of life as a mother.
We moved into the space with its garish purple and teal walls, and transforming it became part of my practice.
These months felt like a sacred ritual of preparation.
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