The work provokes the emergence of subconscious clutter, to manipulate a history that can never be changed, only purged and formed into something entirely new. This darkly utopian place mixes personal myth and memories resembling a fertile inner realm. A disorienting environment noting absurd and erotic, which are often in confectionery color tones. The sculptures are a realization of my painted images, albeit separate yet symbiotic.


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