i paint my nervous system.

painting is a way of metabolising experience — pressure, performance, depletion, control, shutdown, recovery. in nervous.system, the work is made in real time. i build, veil, scrape, interrupt and bury paint, allowing atmospheric fields to collide with grids, warnings, status indicators and other structures borrowed from the systems around me.

archive.box begins somewhere else: with what is left behind. receipts, packaging, tape, labels, cosmetics and other fragments are embedded into the work as physical evidence of a life already lived. i conceal and recover them, interested in what these ordinary objects can hold about memory, identity, value and loss.

one body of work is made in real time. the other is made from what remains.

across both, i return to visibility and concealment — what we reveal, what we bury, and the unstable promise that making something visible will make it clear.