By the warmth and touch of her hands, wool emerges in a new dimension.
I am deeply moved by the transformative qualities of wool and plant fibers, which, when plied correctly, parallel environmental transformations; Birth, fruition, decay. Formations of water, earth and sky, emerge as if breathing and alive. My hands translate this energy and these textures from nature into new form using ancient methods and timeless imagery.
Inspired by natural mosaics, industrial aesthetics, tactile tendencies, and my own imagination, I am free to explore my soul-felt interpretations of the world as I experience it, in organic sculptural felt.
With my early background in furniture building and upholstery, what emerges from these mutual exchanges, often stirs my inner wood-worker, and insist I incorporate woods, stones and wires into completed work. I remain unabashedly amazed by how warm hands, a little elbow grease, and luxuriously intricate fibers become multi-dimensional and interactive structures that virtually plead to be touched.
Magically poetic forms, the allure of heart-to-art interactions; how easily I become enraptured by the sensual synthesis of fiber and soul.