Boundaries teem with possibility. Between art and writing, history and current events, personal memory and inherited memory, bread and salt, mask and face.
Events considered history define the future. History is not a book to read, it is everyday.
I am afraid everyday, yet everyday I rise, and everyday I think about banal things such as a dry patch on my leg needing lotion, and whether I will rake the leaves today, and how I should eat more vegetables, and where to buy new pajamas, and everyday I think about relatives murdered in the Holocaust, and strangers stripped and gassed, and my grandparents fighting as Partisans, and thousands of dead children in Syria, and raped women in Darfur, and everyday I hover within the grey of these boundaries and try and try and try.
  Me with pink light-up wand from 99cent store.
 Studio process shots (from finished works):
 Casting small plastic farm animals.
  Baking bread in shoes.
  Bread baked in shoes.
  Salt prints using sunlight.
   Soaking sweater in salt water.
 Current work in progress process shots:
 Cow and bone and watch parts.
  Cow and bone and watch parts.