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My collage practice serves to unearth what is difficult to say out loud or to know for certain. The leading catalyst for my exploration of grief was my mother’s postpartum suicide and father's hoarding. I began a collaging ephemera found from the hoard (love poems on scrap paper, hand-drawn birthday cards, lists, home renovation plans, calendars, sketches) to re-member and transform grief into beauty. 

In my process, madness is magic: it’s a way of knowing and channeling our shadow into gifts of analysis and insight that inspire transformation. I am animated by the hope that my work can generate a form of caring for memories that have been erased, and to understand memory as a recursive process, as something made in the present from past experiences with an urgent responsibility towards the future.

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