From a young age growing up in rural Pennsylvania I was taught to use my hands to change the world around me. From hanging drywall with my father, crafting with my mother, to building creative traps for my many siblings my childhood set the foundation for my love of all materials and the magical transformations that they could undergo.

At the age of fifteen I decided to become a potter, at the age of twenty-two a glass blower, twenty-seven a textile artist, and on it goes. I gather skills and material knowledge as an obsession, perfecting craftsmanship and blending processes as my practice evolves and grows.

I am interested in the body, how we move and navigate through our physical and mental spaces, I make objects to transform, enhance, and oftentimes interrupt experience. I am intrigued with creating new ways of seeing, hearing and participating with our surroundings.

The forms that I choose are drawn from personal but familiar sources; my grandmother’s circa 1930’s hat collection, Amish bonnets from my childhood trips to the farmer’s market, the colors of a Brahmin town visited in India. Through the use of humor, meticulous detail and ambiguous function I coax my audience to investigate closer, closing the physical gap between viewer and object.   In this way I want the details of my workmanship to act as a whisper, flirtatiously seductive in its discretion.

Over the last year I have returned to my love of ceramic chemistry and have begun collaborating with my husband, a Ceramic Engineer to re-invent industrial ceramic materials for application in the artist studio.