white collection

‘24-present

it’s my party and i’ll cry if i want to

it’s my party and i’ll cry if i want to, 2024. balloons, spray foam, plaster, plaster bandadges, acrylic medium, epoxy glue, chain, key rings,17 x 16 x 23.5 inches. $1,000. photos: Nando Alvarez-Perez

the only finite element on the periodic table

the only finite element on the periodic table, 2024. premium acrylic yarn, approximately 17,000 stitches, a labor of love. 96 x 105 inches. $5,000. photos: Nando Alvarez-Perez

wip “sketch” book

wip “sketch” book, 2024. mixed media in original hand-bound sketchbook made by koala. ? x ? inches. NFS.

artist statement

This collection of pieces processes cycles in many forms. Each piece stands as a full circle moment. However, they have a strong tendency to focus on the section of the cycle that includes rebirth after a spiritual death, and the lingering limbo that is the transformation process between the two. The in-between spaces, gray areas, and unknowns, are where my work finds a home.

The recurring “absence” of color is multifarious. When considering the mind of the audience, we can expect the typical assumptions, that “plain white” is synonymous with a blank canvas. In other words, the assumption that each piece is ready for destruction, is an invitation to be imprinted on, a temptation to manipulate (or rather, to mutilate). However, in a more introspective way, it represents a loss of old limiting constructs and the clearing out of other’s energies that hold one back from moving forward. The cleansing is representative of the tumultuous unlearning process before a death and the perceived “blank canvas” can be compared to a clean slate post-limbo, a necessity to learn healthier ways and models in preparation for the next cycle. They all fold into one another.

Frequently, in my practice, I play with the boundaries and expectations of textures and their counterparts. I find joy in the playful irony of transforming soft grass to rigid metal, or solid teeth to plush sculptures. My work steps beyond the boundary of what’s known to be true regarding objects' “true” form and begs the question, “what if two truths can co-exist?” What happens when those true truths are inverse? Opposites are childlike to me. On-Off, Black-White, Stop-Go. By recognizing every element in each object has an opposite, there is a whole world to explore on the other side of the mirror.