My images and texts are not meant to answer or resolve. They arise from the conflict that much within us longs to be seen— and yet shies away from the gaze.

Pain. Emptiness. Longing. All that calls for light—while fearing to be answered, and burned by it.

That is their theme.

They serve to hold within the light what still needs to grow accustomed to it; what so easily slips back into the dark, or is harshly cast back by crude hands.

They aim to make it easier to endure together what is often borne alone. They may help us look long enough— until what we see no longer recoils, and no longer hurts to behold.