My childhood was both wildly varied and lonesome. Because my father is a Baptist minister, the nature of the job meant that my family never stayed in the same place for very long. As a result, I was fortunate enough to live in many different areas and meet a diverse number of people. However, this also made me a considerably lonely child. Rather than hanging onto friends my own age, I built relationships with the family dog, a teddy bear named Oatmeal, and the adults within my church. I grew up believing in the fantastic and the probability of miracles. I learned at an early age to accept the things I could not understand, and I feel that this has always influenced the method and construction of my imagery.
The way I grew up has left me with an efficient understanding of how to keep my own company, but also a deep desire to feel connected to others. The images I create are my own way of communicating my interpretation of the human condition. The objects in my imagery function as metaphors for the emotions and circumstances that are significant in my life.
For this particular body of work, I use open-ended narrative inspired by fairy tales to work through the loneliness I felt after leaving one home to live in another. Although the images are self-portraits, I aim to make the figure nonspecific enough that the viewer may easily place themselves within the environment. In this way, my own figure functions as a vessel for exploration for both the audience and myself. My hope is that others might be able to crawl inside the space and feel the same comfort as I have in the past; an escape to another world, where magic is both probable and familiar.
Chapter 8: The House
Chapter 23: The Day It Happened
Chapter 54: The New King
Chapter 7: The Kiss
Chapter 40: The Hiding Place
Chapter 2: The Trip