There is no Place, without Art.

I am, above all, a writer of designated space, place and the belonging of it. Then I often make Art about it. Whether that form is shaped through a lens, my felting needle, paintbrush or other medium, I combine the visual and tactile with written word, as an artefact of our time.

If only I could touch back to a time, where time itself felt weightless. I would have remembered every detail, each sculpted notch in stone. The garden of memory, where I am reminded of what once grew.