My work references the manner in which identity is understood through the body. Protruding and sagging from the architecture from which it is installed, my work refuses a categorical form of existence. Instead, it slips between one form and another, elusively refusing to be captured by a single notion. Our bodies are multiplicities: they are repulsive and they are beautiful, they are banal and they are profound, they are exteriors and interiors, and they are everything in between. My work occupies these gray areas with impunity; reflecting the ways in which identity is constantly shifting and evolving.
You Get Chewed Up but You Don’t Get Spit Out is a body of work that references the body while eschewing any categorical definitions, particularly relating to the ways that a body can compose or structure identity, especially regarding gender. Our identities are vast, multifaceted, and constantly shifting and so are these works. The forms remain just recognizable enough that they are situated on the bottom of the uncanny valley. It incorporates the room into which it is installed, transforming the space so the viewer feels they have left their world and entered the world of the work.