“What was scattered gathers. What was gathered blows apart.”
- Heraclitus, On Nature

I am curious about the role of human imagination in the natural world. My paintings, like the swampy Floridian landscape where I grew up, are places where volatile organic systems crisscross with storytelling and magical thinking. Through nested cycles of painting and un-painting, each piece seems to grow out of itself like teeming tropical mold. This process often feels like a sort of reenactment of the structures of nature flourishing and decaying from micro-cosm to macrocosm, crashing and merging into each other like heatstroke hallucinations.

My work is an inquiry into not just how the earth appears, but what potential lies within it, what it means, and what we will make of it. With this expanded vision, the ‘nature’ of a landscape becomes at once one that is ecological, social, psychological, and spiritual, everchanging and interpenetrating.