When I started working with mirrors, it seemed to be the perfect material to stand in for that waiting.

I was feeling a strong need to change, grow, and break with particular things that were going on in my life and my history, and the material was the perfect answer for that.

When I make art, I think about its ability to connect with others, to bring them into the process.

But most people don't come up to me and express a lot of emotion.

When I started working with mirrors, it seemed to be the perfect material to stand in for that waiting.

I was trying to write an autobiography using prints and patterns that reference emotional, psychological, and personal development in my work, as a person growing up, figuring out who I was. I used fabrics to stand in for occurrences.

For a while, I thought a lot about lineage. Where do I belong? Who am I standing next to?