My interests lie in the imprint people leave behind them. I have always felt that things made by hand have a life in them. That if you care to take the time to make something by hand, that it will last longer and be worth passing on. Living in Oakland the last seven years has played a major role in building who I am, and what I make. I appreciate the life that people draw out of old, broken down buildings and discarded things. The way abandoned furniture and artifacts disappear in the night and trade places into other parts of the city, from one home to another. I try to do the same with the materials I am afforded. I am interested in the energy people invest- in raising their young, turning a house into a home, how they interact in their communities, and how what they do in life affects those around them. Everything is made up of pieces, stitched and interwoven. I work on paper because it is expendable to most people, often disregarded, and portable when all you have is a bicycle or feet to carry you. Taking something as ordinary as wood pulp or cloth and passing thread through it can make simple things beautiful or useful. I have always been attracted to things that age has worn because they have seen life already, and most of the time, are not ready to die. Everyone here is connected in some way, and everywhere else. I use found paper, collage, sculpture and fabric in the exploration of all this. Everything I make, my methods and materials, rely heavily on reuse, and the human capacity to adapt and grow through good, bad, and worse.