I exist both online and in my fantasy world where everything is soft and I hope my art relays where I live in that world and who’s inside decorating. 

I make confessional textile art for anyone sentimental by contrasting gentle materials with unwieldy feelings. As I make my art, I spend time with and give new life to objects that have been discarded and would’ve otherwise been forgotten. I often use secondhand fabric in my work hoping to soften the world.

My practice honors diaristic writing, iPhone photography, and other personal ephemera through soft sculpture and tapestry. I am primarily a historian of my own minutiae.

Sometimes I gaze so far up my navel that I almost see god. I assume he’d just tell me to keep making my tender-hearted girl art because I really love love.