At the beginning of New York City's COVID-19 lockdown, the studio became both my refuge and a place to make sense of the onset of uncertainty. Working with paint, collage, and typography, I found myself returning to familiar materials and recurring ideas, discovering that they carried new meaning in the isolation of the moment.
I revisited this larger question that first appeared in an earlier body of work: What is love? This time, the answer felt more elusive.
The work became shaped by absence, longing, doubt, and the tension of separation. In a world where touch suddenly disappeared, memory took its place. These pieces reflect an attempt to hold onto connection, exploring how love can persist through distance, imagination, and the fragments of what remains.
