If studio mess horrifies you, let me explain. It isn’t chaos. It’s a system I’ve refined, built around wheels, back-to-back pantries and a workbench named Bertha.

"In my last post, I wrote about following the work in whatever direction it needs to go. One of those directions has been video."

Grief has always informed my work, but this is heavier. Much heavier. I won’t dwell here. Instead, I’ll question.

Now that I’ve returned to the studio, what shall I do? How will my artwork change?