In the past few years I have been making images on clay tiles after working with painting for a long time. I like the intimacy of the small scale and domestic warmth of the tiles. Working with relief suits my wish to create a small-scale drama, in the tension between three dimensions and two, the real and the imagined.
Each piece is meant to be like a ballad, sung by an imaginary griot narrating tales
ephemeral and timeless, specific and general, true and invented. The protagonists of these stories are the family members whose presence in my memory is a strong umbilical cord (or sometimes a gossamer thread) to protect against the ravages and embellishments of time and distance, loss, and the pitfalls of nostalgia.