My work reflects upon life, memory, and how recollecting those experiences warps them into something new yet vaguely familiar. I spent a lot of time ruminating upon what felt like important and invigorating moments within my life. Things I would be foolish to forget or take for granted. This was during a period where I felt these moments were limited and rare. Excursions to the city, meeting with friends, and traveling somewhere new were thrilling to me. They were intimate and personal to my own being but also required a large amount of outside stimulation. However, as more time passes the more I understand that the mundane and quiet instances have just as much of an impact on me. Domestic interiors carry just as much mood and weight. Not everything has to be intensely visceral to leave a lasting impression. But, through the lense of attempting to remember how those moments felt or what I retained from an interaction, even from something familiar, things immediately become exaggerated or even obscured. This directly translates to how my drawings and paintings are rendered, with high chroma colors or skewed figures and environments that result in an ambiguous, liminal narrative.
