about
I have been chasing light for as long as I can remember; first through the lens of my camera, then on film sets, then into the buildings we occupy. The practice keeps expanding, but it always returns to a single idea: observation. The details that show themselves only when something is paying attention. A caustic reflection off decades-old glass. An uncovered radiator. I distill those moments into the work. Sculptural objects, hand-built in Brooklyn.
process
In the studio, on the bench: an acrylic sheet, a scorer, a pencil mark for the next cut. The piece begins earlier, on a walk, in the moment something catches. I carry the moment until I know what to do with it. By the time it arrives at the laser cutter or the soldering iron, the work has already happened in my head several times. What I am after is the meaning behind the labor: color, feeling, concept.