My art practice is a devotional alchemy, rooted in relationships between my disabled, mad, and trans body, the more-than-human world, and the land where I live. I relate to the materials of my daily care—clay, dried plants, my own saliva, and Suboxone wrappers—as collaborators and kin, sacred beings rebirthed from domestic debris. Through intuitive ritual, I surrender the illusion of control to the kiln and the printing press, inviting divine intervention to guide the process.

 My sculptural ceramic vessels embody animacy and aura, simultaneously empty and energetically occupied. Similarly, my monotype prints translate single-use medication packaging into palimpsestic portals; their textured, vacant interiors offer glimpses into another realm. Together, these transdisciplinary works honor reciprocal relationships of care. They are artifacts of survival, offering their enclosed absence and spiritual presence for quiet contemplation and collective healing.