Fine Art
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Encrypted Reverie
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"Encrypted Reverie channels the unconscious through dreamlike, symbolic works shaped by tenderness, surreality, and paranoia. Influenced by Spiritualism and automatic practices, I utilize
intuitive processes to explore memory, emotion, and unseen forces.
The result is a haunted yet intimate visual language that
invites feeling over interpretation."

“Perhaps life needs to be deciphered like a cryptogram.” – André Breton, Nadja
Works:

Golf Ball Apocalypse
Oil on canvas, golf tees
9" x 12"
2025



The Wind, The Weight
Acrylic on glass, braided plastic bags
23" x 26"
2025


Whom I Haunt...
Oil on canvas, braided plastic bags, glitter, ink
12" x 36"
2025





Are You Free After Midnight?
Welded steel rods, oil on plywood
22" x 22"
2025



"Golf Ball Apocalypse, derived from a vision invoked during a state of night-time delirium. Conjured by memories of golf course maintenance, a pink figure—formerly blue—emerged in the
intermediary between wakefulness and dormancy.
The figure mowed the fairways at night,
smoking a cigar and sporting
PPE ear muffs adorned
with a single cut daisy...
...This melancholic groundskeeper,
burdened by monotonous mowing, became a symbol
of spiritual stagnation and ecological loss. Around him,
birds flee. The painting captures the tension between
labor and wildness...the absurdity of human control over nature."
...an additional billowing window, and a visible moon suggest a potential escape, either metaphorically or intentionally."
"Are You Free After Midnight, critiques the rigidity of time and institutional power...
...a welded steel spiderweb houses a plywood 'cell' where pill bugs are trapped, referencing psychiatric incarceration...
...a Ginsberg quote from 'Howl' reverberates: '...who threw their watches off the roof to cast their ballot for Eternity outside of Time'
"The Wind, The Weight embodies a personal memory. On a cold night after working downtown, I spotted a plastic bag tangled in a tree...
...its stillness against the winter sky brought unexpected peace to my routine trek—a journey usually hindered by feminine fears...
...reconstructing that moment, I painted the bag on glass and threaded braided plastic through holes cut on a waterjet...
...the fragility of the glass, suspended by the very plastic it depicts, echoes key contradictions: humanity and nature, contamination and comfort, burden and buoyancy."
"André Breton’s 'Nadja' opens with, 'Who am I? If this once I were to rely on a proverb, then perhaps everything would amount to knowing whom I haunt”...
...this haunting is metaphorical and metaphysical. Our identities are shaped by who we remember, who we affect, and who or what we carry unconsciously...
...hauntings are not forever...they’re liminal, fragile...
...the work responds to my unconscious rather than any fixed concept. I trusted intuition as the final and continual editor."