A detail from current studio work in progress.

I am thinking about the intersection of ugly and pretty.

Is this a juxtaposition that lifts prettiness by comparison, or is the ugly loaned qualities of pretty? Too often I see interpretations of ugliness as an infection of its surroundings, overshadowing or overcoming adjacent visual narratives. Instead I wish to dwell in the coordination of ugly and pretty. The most banal of ordinary objects can be elevated in aesthetic status with intervention. There also exists a more organic intersection, often when objects or lifeforms are in states of decay.

I am seeing a skin or web and its layers reflecting time and experiences: the inherent value of texture.

I am seeing a vase of flowers, shattered.