More frightening. More intense. More complicated. More beautiful. More painful. More uncertain. With motherhood, the world becomes intensified in innumerable ways.

My work has become my way of reconciling and understanding the very deep emotional response I have to being a mother and in particular that liminal state of adolescence. You are acutely aware that you are no longer responsible for just your own well being but for that of another human. Your anxiety is doubled, your fear is doubled, your guilt is doubled, your uncertainty is doubled, but you inevitably are only really in control of your own self. Your own sense of self is irrevocably altered as your child’s sense of self develops.  There exists an ever present niggling anxiety and concern for them, a heightened internal fear of being so close yet distant in the same breath. With the constant ‘What if” resounding in your head.

I am really interested in making works that sit somewhat precariously between the beautiful and the ugly. That create a connection between presence and absence. I want the viewer to feel that sense of fear, anxiety, discomfort, disquiet and uneasiness. The work has become a way for me to confront the discomfort both through the image and the process. It has become the nadir, the point of letting go. The mark has become both the conduit and the counsel.