Artist Statement

Muscle’s gel phenomenons relate an uncanny, visceral experience: position sense. Our bodies’ orientation in respect to gravity guides the cascading tissues and sinews. In difficult cases of muscle atrophy, grimacing seems obligatory. 

My work is the connective tissue of body language, anatomy, and appearance. I suture leather into orifices, cavities, and ambiguous, body-adjacent forms. The sculptures are thirsting, which, after all, is desiring. By constructing forms that are (touchingly) just a suggestion, the work reflects how queer people exist in all places at once: an oscillating state of self-protection, dissembling, and liberation. The works are a broken leg that didn’t heal properly; something that’s a glimmer from a childhood crash that, instead of a wince, is a Cheshire smile. Phantom muscle and bone pains can rattle, but here they comfort. Whether it’s the dirt coating my nostrils after a music fest, sweat dripping from the gym, pained motocross competitions, or  euphoria from queer spaces of the night, the sculptures puncture with pleasure.