The work I create is always the culmination of who I was, who I am, and where I’ve been. These moments are visual representations of time and space overlapping above the trajectory of my life, entwined with the lives of my family and our movements from one continent to another. In fact, I see most lives as lines. I see them in the movement of my family history, the shapes of the stories my godmother tells, and in the path that intersects with strangers on the bus, interweaving, interconnecting, with vast spaces converging to reveal the unknown. These collisions have since produced maps back to my Self, memories of geographies I’ve not set foot upon in over 30 years. When there are no visible maps for the eyes to traverse, or when the Universe requires, they become transmutations of energy and visual suggestions for returning Home. The intention I hold for my work is to carry on the forward motion of these lines that began long before my brushes ever touched a canvas.