It's interesting how life always makes death so accessible.  

When un-life and un-death meet in the middle, or when the last electron vanishes into the aether, hardly anything changes about the machine, except that it ceases to function.

- At moments, the human experiences a visceral effect, where words cannot define or describe. Here, an image, a sound is like a stamp on the mind and the reaction in the gut

- Feelings are shared quietly

- Sometimes we taste feelings

(All works featured are photo-frescos - slaked-lime and pigment on gampi paper

Sizes vary from a single 5.5”x5” to a 41.25" x 35" triptych)