Facing the complex uncertainty in the world requires facing the complexity and uncertainty within ourselves.
My work is to ask questions.
I can dream and in order to dream, I have to question.
As an immunocompromised person, I have been indefinitely isolated and excluded. My art can safely exist in spaces I can not.
Where the world abandons, I welcome.
Bring me the styrofoam cold container from immune suppressing injections, old science lab notebook wire, curbsided broken mirrors, chewed up charging cords, chipped hexagon tiles, forgotten poem pieces, and yarn from my once estranged mother. I will find a home for you, just give me time.
We can dream and in order to dream, we have to question.
Why does your presence in the world matter more than mine?