Born in Buffalo, NY, my passion for non-representational art was ignited by frequent childhood exploration of the Albright-Knox modern art collection and art classes at the museum; my love affair with handmade paper grew out of bookbinding.   

My compulsion to create, destroy, and restore describes more than just my artistic relationship with paper: it is a powerful allegory that allows me to acknowledge and heal from my own difficult journey of disintegration and rebirth.

The source of my preference for irregular and often ungraceful forms is a physical condition that has left me unable to perceive straight or parallel lines; this twisted view of the world brings an added personal dimension to my work.  ​

I wake each day to explore the endless dimensions of handmade paper. ​ As a medium, paper never disappoints. It never lets you down.


​​​My inspiration is the vague boundary between brokenness and wholeness, the uneasy tension between order and chaos, and the poetic coincidence of beauty and coarseness that characterize the human experience.  I am compelled to both create and destroy, to take apart and reassemble.  

My process  mirrors these oppositions: it is driven by impulse but  tempered by self-restraint. I  thoughtfully create paper from natural fibers, recycled material, and small organic matter.  Then, I destroy it. 

I spray it with ink, soak it in wax, tear it by hand, and cut it with razors. It is subjected to heat, held under weights, pierced with wires. Yet, moved by the inherent fragility and vulnerability of this medium, I compassionately and imperfectly reassemble the parts into my own ironically beautiful Frankenstein.  

My focus is on the complexities and intricacies created as paper is transformed through inelegant, forceful manipulation.  The scale of my work is an invitation to intimacy, permission for the observer to closely examine the exquisite scars born from the forces that played upon the paper.     


My art celebrates indignity, repentance, reintegration, and latent optimism.  It comes not from making paper, but from putting it back together.  

Artist's Statement