Sometimes I make before I know.

Making is one of the ways I think, listen, remember, question and discover.

I have spent much of my life trying to understand what it means to be human and what it means to live as oneself. I have never found one way of answering that question.

There are many ways of knowing
many ways of making
many ways of living
many ways of being human.

Perhaps that is why I have sometimes been difficult to categorize, and why I have sometimes found it difficult to categorize myself. My practice moves across visual art, installation, textiles, ceramics, sound, poetry, dance, writing and participatory work, moving between making, performing, teaching and facilitating, responding to what the work, the moment or the question requires.

I am interested in what we inherit, and in questioning what appears settled. What have we been taught to believe? What still fits? What might need to be reconsidered? What becomes possible when we look again?

For me, everything is interwoven: the land, the body, the heart, the words, the thoughts, what we imagine, what we create, what we remember and what we have forgotten. All of it shapes who we are and what we are capable of doing.

Sometimes the work takes the form of an object, an image or a poem. Sometimes it becomes a space for reflection, conversation, learning, connection or collective exploration. My work has unfolded in classrooms, community settings, workshops, walking groups and artistic gatherings, bringing together art, learning and questions of self, environment, relationship and place.

A decade of training and practice in hands-on and holistic approaches to healing also shaped my understanding of the connections between body, mind, spirit and creativity, and the many ways people come to know themselves.

I bring what I have learned as material rather than prescription, inviting people to sit with, question, reshape if needed, and make use of it in ways that are their own.