|I keep a diary of important moments, when epiphanic images arrive full-blown in instants of
recognition, understanding, connection, illumination. These moments don’t fall out of the air to be
licked off the grass, they require a player, in this instantiation female. My Diary is a journey of a
thousand steps in one hundred drawings.
I am transgender: an alto clarinet stuck in the body of a yam. I work in intimate images on paper.
My Diary is a collection of serial explorations and focussed suites. And it is a diary.
click on the image of a series or suite below to view its contents