MOON a recurring image from bedtime stories I have read to my kids.
MOONLIGHT memories of the desert floor glowing bright during a full moon.
PORCELAIN bone ash, transformation
LINEN & COTTON undergarments, sheets
WINTER my maiden name. Pronounced Vinter. A season, a cycle, a name I once carried.

TEETH form and function
SALT preservation, wounds, tears, oceans
MILK nourishment, motherhood, intimacy
PLASTER a record keeper, a healer, for setting bones
BREAD (flour & water) - elemental and essential; with butter and honey
VOID in meditation and space
DUST decay, erasure, my studio
SMOKE ritualistic, a signal, like the white smoke announcing a new pope
BEGINNING the unknown, the first mark, the blank page

 

The concept of white, for me, goes beyond color—it's a state of mind. It's a clear space, for intention, for transformation, for whatever comes next. So, of course, I’m attracted to materials that occupy various shades of white: porcelain, plaster, paper, and most recently, linen.

 

Softer things are ahead—after a long stretch of quiet thinking and labor. Ideas once held in the abstract are beginning to crystallize, and our soft quilted lights will be shared soon. I look forward to sharing what’s been forming this past winter.