It’s been a busy summer, at work and in my studio. I recently completed a new series based on old letters from my Mom, collaged onto pieces of wood given to me by my Dad. The art feels expressive and biographical, and really came from a place of self-reflection. When you are up close to the piece, you can see that most of the letters date back to 1996, the year I officially left home. My Mother was processing her new life without her son around, and these pieces commemorate that moment.
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