I was born in 1987 in Virginia.

Statement- 1/23/16

My body thumps.

I use my body and language as means of query. No modes of working are separate. I am also not separate from my viewer.

Can I forgive myself something?  Questions, not answers, are actions. In the moment when my shoulder blade scrapes along the wall and my fingers can’t reach any further, I pause before my knees buckle and I reach a little further.

With urgency, I press forward into fear, failure and the unknown. I figure out a way to exist. I alter myself. I accept my self as no different from yours. And I offer you the same possibilities.

My heart is very near my hand.



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