I am at that point. The point where the lid to the vial/locket is mocking me, refusing to do what I need it to, and where the to-do list is weighing heavily on my mind. The point where I suddenly fear going into the studio because of the failures that might happen. I know this point well. It's the point that I just have to get past. I have to respect the metal, the material,…

It's been a while since my last post here--I'll try to be better, I swear. In the past few years, I have finished my second BFA, this one from the Oregon College of Art and Craft. My thesis body of work, titled Refrain, is about communication.

Unsent Letters No. 2

Since graduating, I have been doing a lot of work to "re-start"…