What I have to say about this body of work cannot be separated from the experiences of the last year. While I typically leave the abstraction as open to the viewer as possible and give poetic clues with titling, the intimacy of mothering my child in their first year, and enduring a shelter in place order that displaced my family is embedded in the shapes. Waves, curves, and bending shapes are being pulled up when I draw, their own signals of the loss of control and need for fluidity in taking each day as it comes. A curve is a response, it’s a movement in connection to landscape and the body. One I feel as the bodies between my son and I are still interwoven, yet the process of separation has begun. With this body of work I wanted to express a warmer color palette, while not exclusively that, it’s a feeling of being dewy, half lit in the fading deep night light, a way to make the shapes glow (“First Home”, “ongoing union”, “Reflect & Replicate”). While other moment of color call up chaos and staccato (“Burn Within”, “Braided Offering”).