My view of the world is always interrupted. It seems as if I’m always looking through and around things, never quite able to see the whole scene. My observations are fleeting events; constantly affected by light, time of day, location, weather and personal sentiments. Grid-like structures provide a framework from which my fractured observations arise. A sliver of a landscape is frozen in space and re-imagined within the restraints of a geometric structure. Repetitive lines become weavings that bring together these bits of information and help hold my visions of the world together.
I’m curious about tensions existing between concepts of stability and change, chaos and order, logic and intuition, and how from this place of uncertainty new perspectives emerge.