During my final critique for last quarter I realized that my body of work holds strength even without a literal narrative. The happening that my subjects were a part of is a drop in the bucket of my core intention, togetherness. This nebulous aesthetic, that results from my spray paint technique, drives this sense of togetherness by-means-of an analogy of the scientific reality that we all come from space dust. Nebulas, or molecular clouds, hold everything needed to give birth to stars, planets, and eco-systems. We are not separate from the cosmos but instead a part of it, as we are also a part of each other. Doesn't it seem serendipitously fitting that when looking at the variety of beautiful colors, shapes and textures within the deep space photos depicting molecular clouds, galaxies and distant stars that one can not help but feel something along the scope of love? This realization is at least a launching point to pursue the unknown qualities waiting to be resolved in this body ...
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