I long to encapsulate pieces of my life in objects. My memories have material weight, connected to objects I own, or once owned. Every bottlecap, every handwritten letter, every quilted blanket is precious. Fascinated with the concept of relics, I find my work to revolve around items charged with individualized meaning, and the retention of those items within the mind. Around them I build an interior, one as equally related to my memory. I use that crafted interior as a stage to enact a psychic drama with my objects; one of twisted humor, nostalgia, and trauma.